My little Pekingnese is dead and I will never forget him. I can never bring him back. I can never bring back the time—the 6 weeks—we had together. He was a well behaved stray dog. I gave him what I thought was a home. I left him in the care of someone and he was gone. It was unexpected. I miss him and I pray for him before I close my eyes at night. It is not enough. If I could have him back. But I can’t. He’s resting in Peace.
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