Crazy Makito

by Meg
(NJ)

To my crazy baby Makito,

You weren't the most cuddly, most affectionate dog. You barked at every person that came to the door and into the house. You growled when you didn't want to be petted (which was often). When I moved to the floor to sit near you, you moved away.

Yet with all of that, you always greeted me and Daddy whenever we came home (probably because you had to pee). Your puppyhood was rough, and maybe that determined your future demeanor, but I would never have changed a thing.

I miss and love you so incredibly much. And I just want to squeeze you one last time. Mwuah.

Mommy