Lost Without Chocolate

I have had many dogs since childhood, but none were as special to me as Chocolate. He was a shy, but fiercely loyal miniature pinscher who wriggled into my heart one afternoon when I saw him struggling, caught between fence posts. I rescued him and placed a found ad in the local paper, but no one responded to it. He became mine, and I became his. When he got sick one day, I naturally assumed he would recover. Now I feel lost without him. I found some great Dog Memorial Urns and selected the perfect one, deep glossy brown, like my Chocolate. 

28 February 2009 | Home