I Miss Her
by Jan G.........................................
I MISS HER


I miss stepping and tripping over her every morning when I get out of bed.

I miss opening the shower door to see her lying right outside the door, waiting for me.

I miss us going down the stairs, taking our time walking down the steps, to letting her go outside and do her business.

I miss dog hair all over my clothes!

I miss Nikki being under the dining room table while we eat dinner.

I miss being in the kitchen at 5:15am filling her food and water bowl.

I miss Nikki standing over her dog bowl waiting for me to fill her bowl with food and water. I miss that face she made to let me know, "Come on, I'm hungry."

I miss her coming over to me when I'm relaxing in my chair and nudging me to give her some love! Leaning on my leg, giving me a look of complete sadness, like no one ever pays any attention to her! I miss our morning conversations.

I miss telling her I'll see her tonight and to keep an eye on the house and watch over the other kids for me.

I miss coming home and Nikki being all over me -- hair, toe nails and all the love she can give to me.

I miss her lying in between the kitchen and dining room doorway watching me make dinner.

I miss her when I drop food on the kitchen floor, which is all the time.

I miss her begging for food every time you have a plate or something in your hand.

I miss giving her "cookies." I miss the excitement she had when you said the word "cookie." I miss her running to the kitchen for her "cookies".

I miss her excitement to see me pickup her collar and leash.

I miss our drives to town. I miss her excitement of just getting ready. I miss her getting out of the car, smelling the ground and sniffing the air as if she had never been to town before. I miss her happy smiling face and her bouncing tail as we walked through town.

I miss her excitement and enthusiasm at the small "happy" things.

I miss talking to her. I miss relaxing with her. I miss scratching her sides, butt, head and ears. I miss putting my feet on her back, as she laid on the floor, and rubbing her back. I miss her turning her head up to look at me and then placing it back down to enjoy the rub.

I miss her sticking her paw out from the couch in the early morning saying C-Ya after work Mom.

I miss sharing a pepperoni pizza with Nikki

I miss us watching a movie together.

I miss us doing laundry together.

I miss us going to Dairy Queen for an ice cream cone together.

I miss coming home to see her waiting on the front porch for me. I miss sitting on the porch and just sharing quiet time.

I miss coming home to a 140 pound girl looking out the full length screen door -- her whole body wagging from side to side with pure excitement, because I'm home.

I miss the other dogs getting out because Nikki could open the door an let heself out.

I miss my best friend. No husband, child or friend will ever replace that love that my Boo Boo gave to me. Unconditional!

I miss Nikki.


Comments would be appreciated by the author, Jan G
 
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