mommys little precious
by Lucinda Wilson.........................................
I Got Precious when she was six weeks old and it was at chrismas time and she got her pictures takin with santa clause in 1997.I rember when i left her at home and went to school.I came home and she had that house a mess.She use to take the tolite paper all over the house.And i like when she use to step on her ears all the time and yelp.She like playing with pacifers,balls,tied up socks.And she like her belly rubed all the time she also like to be brushed.She also like going bye byes with mommy and daddy to grandma house.And then she got sick about sixs years later.And she was sick the rest of her time her. She had cancer relly bad,I had to put her to sleep on November 2, 2007. That was the hardest thing i did.IT seems like my whole life had ended that day.I miss her so much.She was like one of my childran.Seens i cant have any.she was mommys little spoiled rotten girl.
Comments would be appreciated by the author, Lucinda Wilson
 
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