Now, these six years later, I cannot imagine life without you. You making coming home a joy--you are always there, welcoming me with the utmost excitement. You are the best snuggler and I love how you always want to be in my lap {except when you use your head to knock my book or magazine out of my hands so you can take Priority No. 1}. You make Matt and I laugh everyday.
Some things we love about you:
~your wrinkled forehead
~how you run to hide under the bed after we return from walks, in fear of having to get a bath
~how you have not only learned certain key words, but learned what they mean when Matt and I spell them to each other
~how you pounce on your toys like a cat
~your dramatic antics when you're sleepy: flopping down onto the bed as if you've carried the weight of the world, sighing deep, long, exasperated sighs, and growling at us when we try to reposition you
~your sad little howl you give at the times when you're feeling sorry for yourself
~your crazy obsession with windshield wipers in the car
~how your left ear folds down when you're at your most-tired; we have deemed this your "tired ear"
~the very sweet way you curl up in my arms and then lay your tiny head against my chest
You are so much more than just a dog to us. You are family.
I can barely stand to think of the day when you will no longer be with us anymore. My heart bursts into a thousand pieces just imagining it. You will leave a huge hole in our hearts--that much is certain.
So I promise to never take you for granted. Ever. I will treasure each and every moment with you. How I love you my dear, sweet, little Annabelle.
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