by Angie
(Lake Charles, Louisiana )
Her last Christmas, 2016
My Dear Fefe,
Today marks 3 days since I last held you in my arms. My heart has been broken into pieces. I sit here thinking about all the memories we created from the very first day you came into our lives to the very last day of your life.
This pain is unbearable. They say that it will be ok and I know it will, but I'm not there yet. Just this morning I heard a bark, and I swear it was you. I miss you dearly.
I look out the window and see your little house, but you're not there. I check your bowls to see if there's water or food just in case you might be hungry. Yesterday, It was windy and cool. I wondered if you were warm. I knew how much you hated to be cold.
I missed you when I came back from the store. I didn't see your sweet little face, teary eyes waiting by the door. Napoleon lays lonely in his house next to yours and he seems sad. I'm thinking he misses you too.
I'm wondering if you heard my last words to you and if you felt my pain. Fefe, i thank you for all 13 years of your love, for being a good daughter. You always did listen more than the other kids. 😔
And thank you for holding on to the little life you had left until you came into my arms as you took your last breath. I just hope that, wherever you are, you are warm and fed. We will forever carry you in our hearts, Fefe, always. ❤️
Until we meet again. 😭🐕
RIP 2004-2017