by Dianna Favinger
My heart aches for my floppy-earred Beagle friend. Eleven years
seemed too short. I still hear you sometimes, following me around, as
you always did. I hope you are happy in Heaven. We had the best times
together and you were always there for me. I know you still sleep on
the corner of my bed, up against my legs. Enjoy the sun shining on you
again and wait for me! Sleep soft dear friend. Love you !! xxoo