You came into our lives seven years ago with such an intense love. When we all got into the car that day, a new family of three, we never looked back. We didn't know your past, and it didn't seem to matter. You have been such a loyal friend to your Dad & I. We never dreamed that your life would be cut so short. I don't know why God took you from us, and I don't understand why and I probably never will. All I do know is that life will never be the same. I will never be able to look out the back door without expecting you to be there. I know that someday I will be able to lay in bed at night and not pray to hear you snoring on your bed on the floor beside us. I know eventually that this aching pain in my gut will go away and that I'll will be able to think of you without shedding gallons of tears. I know that your safe now and that you are whole. I won't have to worry anymore when you wiggle your way out of your collar to roam the streets like you did that night. You came to us doing what you loved and you left us in the same way...running. I know now that I have an angel sitting beside me when I wake up and can't sleep during the night. I know that you'll be waiting for us at the pearly gates when it comes time. Mama will bring the pepperoni and Daddy will bring your frog. We will always love and miss you sweet boy. We now realize how much emptiness you filled in our lives.

Godspeed Miles Davis! You're free to run......
Love,
Your human Mom and Dad