Dusty
by Barb Shuman
When I was 10 I found my best-friend (or did he find me) I can't tell which it was. That day changed my life forever. That was when I found true, unconditional love. In your eyes Dusty, I could do no wrong. If I cried over a sad story, that was A-OK with you. If I was feeling down because of mean kids at school, that was ok with you too. You always had the time to "listen" and give me a purr and kiss. I remember how you always followed me every where I went and how you loved to play "shopping" by crawling into an empty paper sack. No matter where you were, when I was home, you would rush out from wherever you were hiding just to knock me over in a hello jump. God how I miss you! I will always be grateful for the time we had together and I know that I will see you someday at the Rainbow Bridge and when we all meet there, you will have lots of brothers and sisters to play with besides me. I have come to be able to give to others what you gave to me so unconditionally and I will love you for it always. Love Mommy.
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