Ringo

To my Sweetest Boy:

From the moment I rescued you from the monsoon storm, wet and cold, thunder and lightening... You have done nothing but rescue me.
Everyone said you were spoiled, I said you were "very loved". You never left my side, you loved laying on my chest, nuzzling up into my neck, just laying there, hugging me, loving me. You would roll over and want your tummy rubbed. You would play with your favorite toys everynight before bed and when we woke up... always careful to not hurt me. You protected me with your viscious 4.5 pound self, giving it all you had.
You would crawl up under the covers and curl youself in the crook of my legs and lay your head on the back of my knee, always giving me a cute goodnight lick.
When I cam home you were the first to greet me... tails wagging, and jumping around waiting for your 5 minutes of love cause you missed me so bad. YOu were my companion, my doggy soul-mate and you never left my side when I was ill. Always touching me when you could.

I love you my little man and so sad to have known you snuck out. We looked and called for you for a couple hours, drove miles searching... finally coming home... knowing you would find your way... You were on your way home, less than 100 feet away and just about there. Someone didnt see you and you were killed, way to early for my 2 yr old son.

I will miss you dearly and feel lost and empty, Ringo... but I know you are now up playing with Duke and Buddy... waiting for the day for you to come lick my toe and say.. "I love you Mommy".

May you rest in peasce my love.

Dawne Mullen