A tribute to my little Pomeranian, Snoopitu, who went to heaven today. My heart is grieving.
But think of the living -
those souls with fur
(some who bark and some who purr)-
And though our bond can’t be broken apart,
make room for another in your home and your heart.”
Snoopitu was named after his predecessor, Snoopy I. He was 12 1/2 years old and the smartest, most loving and kind dog in the world. He ate like a little pig to the end and if it hadn’t been for his collapsing trachea and little useless bum back legs, he could have lived forever. No words can express the grief of losing him, but if you’ve ever gone through this, no words are necessary.
Farewell my dear, dear friend.