To my baby girl:

You are this perfect dog, in an imperfect world.

The day I lost you I couldn't forgive myself, for I vowed to give you a home till the very end. I loved to see you sigh and stretch with contentment, cos I knew that meant you felt warm, safe and happy.

Now that you aren't by my side, every spare moment I had I prayed to all the Gods above that you be warm, safe and happy. Perhaps I need not worry, for you always had this charm and sparkle in your black button eyes that could turn any perfectly sane human into your little slave.
Perhaps that was why you haven't found your way back into my arms yet.

Bonds aren't made to be broken. We would one day meet. Wherever the place may be.

But before that happens, work your special Miffie magic and be very warm, safe, loved and happy.

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