It was one month today we lost our little guy. He was a very special and smart little dog, loved by everyone who ever knew him, he never met a stranger, always willing to give a kiss or two especially to the ladies. Loved his bear-bear and hot dog. He is missed and loved everyday. They say it gets easier with time until you open the door and he is not there to greet you. That is when reality sets in and you know he is really gone, but never forgotten. We lost of baby, but heaven gained an angel.
"Trouble was a one of a kind dog. He never had a mean bone in his body. He was a lover not a fighter. Everytime I get ready to go in the car, I keep looking for him. You are not here in body, but your presence is felt. You will never know my shubooey how much you are missed. I love you, mom and dad love you. Your pain has ended and hopefully someday ours will also."