To my dearest Miss Poppy
I wrote a letter 6 years ago to our beloved Bearded Collie “Max” when so, so, suddenly he was taken away from us in a car accident. I thought I would never be able to love another dog again. I thought I would never get over it.
How wrong was I… Miss Poppy you were born on the same day that Max passed away. Was it karma…meant to be…I don’t know? But you came into our lives and we completely fell in love with you.
I got that letter out today and re read it. I felt that pain all over again but this time it’s for you Poppy girl.
I will desperately miss you meeting me so happily when I came home, bouncing joyfully and wagging that big shaggy tail.
I don’t know how I will go on my walks without you by my side.
I will even miss you sticking your head in my crotch.
You were intertwined in every bit of our lives and now that you are gone there is this big gaping hole of pain.
Who will collect chook eggs with me now?
I will miss, oh so much your beautiful golden eyes and soft soft fur.
Who will bring back surprises for me…an old bone..a dead rabbit?
I look in the back seat of the car and it is so empty.
The garden is so empty.
The veranda is not the same without you lying sprawled on your bed and I just can’t go out there yet.
I know it will get better as time goes by…
Poppy, thank you for coming into our lives, it was too short and we will miss you desperately.