There are times when I think of you,
at night when I'm all alone.
You were so loving and playful,
the day I brought you home.

You grew to be so special,
in unique and different ways.
I cherish the love you gave me,
I will never forget those days.

Our time together was short and sudden.
I looked forward to watching you grow.
You were becoming such a faithful friend,
and your loyalty to me showed.

There are times when I think of you,
during the day as I always will.
I start to wonder if I let you down,
but I know you loved me still.

That's why your memory is so painful,
your loss I can never replace.
Though many have touched my life,
no one will take your place.

I'm not able to show you now,
how much you still mean to me.
I will give my love to another,
and provide them a family.

There are times when I think of you,
while standing at your grave alone.
I remember the love you shared with me,
and I just want to bring you home

Author:
Dan .Mohryecogniak

It was one year ago today, I held you in my arms and told you I would have to say goodbye.

I think you knew.

That was the hardest thing I have ever done in my life but I did it out of love for you.

Through all the 17 years that you where by my side I dreaded this day more than anything else.

But it was time, you were in pain and could no longer breath right and I couldn't stand to see you suffer any more than you already had.

I was with you when you went to the bridge. I told you it was OK to leave me and that I loved you so much.

You didn't want to go but it had to be.

It was just 2 days before Christmas eve. How you loved Christmas. You were a joy to watch opening presents. But this year it would be different. You wouldn't be there.

When you left my spirit went with you. I knew there would never be another Christmas spirit like I had known for years again.

There are no presents under my tree, in fact there is no tree. No decorations or Christmas cheer. Only a manger scene and a picture of Christ on the mantle.

This will be my Christmas each year, as it is a sad time for me now. You were my world. You were the special gleam in my eye. I loved all of you dearly but you, Chif, held a special place in my heart, which will never be filled.

On Christmas eve, I know you got your wings. You see I said a special prayer that you would get them as I told God how very special you were and that You really did deserve them. A little after midnight He answered me and I knew you had received "your wings".

You see, I told God I gave him an angel for Christ's birthday. and I guess he was thanking me when the bells I prayed for started to ring.

They say that "Every time a bell rings, an angel gets their wings".

And Christmas Eve of last year- you got yours.

Be happy Mischif, and watch over the others.

Tell Jesus "Happy Birthday" and tell Him that "I Love Him."

And one day you will look up and I will be standing there with open arms, once more I will hold you and kiss your precious little nose and we will be together forever in Heaven.

Until then Chifie, Merry Christmas

I Love You

Love and Puppy Hugs, Mommie