A Poem

[wolfgirl]

I received this poem in an email today and thought it would be nice to post it, what a wonderful tribute to her best friend, wish I could write mine but emotions still get in the way.

I MISS HER

by Melody Stewart-Markey

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

I miss opening the bathroom 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 dark dress pants!

I miss Lyzha being under the dining room table while I'm putting

on my makeup.

I miss being in the kitchen at 6:15am filling her food and water bowl.

I miss Lyzha 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 putting on my makeup 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 boys for me.

I miss coming home and Lyzha 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 "boneys." I miss the excitement she had when

you said the word "boney." I miss her running to the kitchen for her

"boneys".

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

I miss our walks in the park. I miss the drive to the park and

her excitement of just getting ready. I miss her getting out of the

car at the park, smelling the ground and sniffing the air as if she

had never been there before. I miss her happy smiling face and her

bouncing tail as we walked through the park.

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 us watching a movie together.

I miss us doing laundry together.

I miss us filling the bird feeder and sharing a small handful of

birdseed, which she really liked.

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 110 pound girl looking out the full

length glass screen door -- her whole body wagging from side to side

with pure excitement, because I'm home.

I miss my best friend. No husband, child or friend will ever

replace that love that my girly girl gave to me. Unconditional!

I miss Lyzha.

[AkitaSam]

Wonderfull!

Thanks for sharing it ... it sounds just like Sam also.

[my_sibe_owns_me]

I miss my best friend. No husband, child or friend will ever

replace that love that my girly girl gave to me.

These are the words that hit the hardest as I look at the ashes of my girl...

Thanks for sharing

[kozpink]

Thats beautifull.

And can I add I MISS MY ROO