The sweetest little Boxer girl who's only concerns were, football, loving up D & I, and food in your bowl.
Remember the time you had tuna salad the first time? I do. You checked your food bowl four times to see if you'd missed any. It has never been shinier.
Remember that Christmas Eve you got a new football? You were so happy about it you brought it bed that night.
Your rescue story promised you'd return all love given to you tenfold.
The amount of love, joy, laughter, and amusement can't be summed up.
We had some rough times.
You ate a nylon and had to have emergency surgery after your 1st birthday.
Later that summer you decided to eat every single cherry that had dropped in the yard. I don't think Mr. Brown has forgiven you for that blowout yet.
Two torn acl's, two broken toes, a mild concussion, a bleeding ear that turned our house in to a crime scene, a bloody toenail that made the floors look like we had dragged tiny bleeding bodies everywhere.
We wouldn't change a moment.
You tattle on your brother when he's being stupid.
You care so much about D that instead of waking him to let you out you come get me.
Your love of popcorn knows no bounds.
The past two years have been rough, sleepless nights and worrisome days, so many trips to the vet, but you've been happy and loving and playful through all of it.
I'm sorry your body quit before your spirit.
Today is your last day with us.
Today sucks for us but we know you'll be in a better place where you can run, snuggle with babies, catch countless footballs and see all your friends who went before you.
We will miss you Bebe Girl.
We had 11 years with your sweet sweet soul.
You touched many people and were loved by everyone.
Me & D.