Dear you,

Dear you,

It’s been 5 months.5 months since I’ve come home and had your crazy little self growl at me as soon as I entered the house.5 months since I last saw you and your fat, round, little body running around chasing your stinky, old, monkey toy.

I miss the sound your toenails made when you walked around on the granite floor. Your fat stomach. Your floppy ears that would fly in the wind. I miss the looks that you gave with your large, chocolate brown eyes. I miss the rides that we took in the car. Your tiny head sticking out of the window, while you strained to look and bark at every passerby. I miss taking you on walks. Dragging you out of the house and making you move 5 feet on your lazy ass.

March 17th, 2010, the day you died, will always remain etched in my memory. Forever.

5 months on and the memory doesn’t fade. The longing to not forget, to always hold you in that precious spot where time can’t erase any memories, will always be there.
I hope you’re in a happy land far far away. A land where there is unlimited food and a big comfy couch you can sleep on. I hope you’ll always be your adorably rude self out there.I hope that you Blackie, my first and only dog cum sister, will also never forget us.

With lots of love and lots of nostalgia,

Your sister Anjana.