O Tina, there are so many memories. Where do I begin? I remember the first time I saw you. You were the most beautiful puppy I'd ever seen, a little white princess. I was worried about how you'd get along in the rough and tumble world of the dogs at home. Pretty funny, right? You made everyone know who was boss. When you walked into the house, you made it yours, and it always will be. I still can't believe you're not really here. I feel you everywhere in the house. I see you romping in your yard. I see you on the bed. You weren't supposed to be on the bed at first. You used to jump down when you heard someone coming, but after a little while you didn't bother, and no one tried to make you get off. I see you on your sofa in the garage. When I lose something, I still check there to see if you've stolen it and added it to your stash. You were so big, but so gentle. You never destroyed anything, not even your toys, but you did love to steal things, though you usually let me know, unless it was something really special, so I could chase you. When we pull in the driveway, I feel you are there, as always, keeping an eye on everything that happens in the neighborhood and protecting your home. I see you carrying the food bowl around in your mouth. I hear you banging it on the floor. Are you driving everyone there crazy with your new one?|
I understand you and Ginger are good friends now. We are so happy about that. You can run and chase the ball with her now that she can see again. What's Charlie up to? Are you guys play fighting like you used to? Enjoy the beautiful winter weather. How you jumped up and down to go out when you knew it had snowed, and how you loved to play in it. I think that was your favorite thing. Now you can have snow all year long if you want, even in the summer, instead of the heat and humidity. And every day can be Christmas. You were the best Christmas present opener I ever saw!
The whole town knew Tina. There will never be another. You are in a wonderful place now that we cannot even imagine. I miss being able to hug you though. You were so warm, and your fur was so soft. I shared all my sorrows with you, and you shared all the joy of life with me. Now I visit you here. Someday we'll be together again. You know I always come home to you. I'll write more soon. Love, Mom