by Jennifer Caldwell
My Cainer came into my life in March of 1996. I remember going to pick you up and you were the last puppy left. All your brothers and sisters had been goine for about a month. I remember I fell in love with you the first time I held you, with your big feet and long legs dangling as I carried you to the car with both arms around you. As time went on you grew bigger and we grew closer. You were my best friend and I knew that as long as I had you with me nothing bad would happen and you would protect me. When you were stolen away in October I was devastated and still am. Wherever you are I love and miss you!