Happy birthday to my beloved Lucy
You would have been 8 years old today. I can only imagine the fun we would have had. The bouncing, and rooing, as we set off to play in the field. The high pitched moans, and stomping your front feet in excitement, when the field came into view.
The birds you would have chased, and the bouncing through the ponds looking for fish.
Your tongue hanging out on the side, with your mouth slightly open. What always looked like a smile on your face.
Oh little Lou, I can only hope there is a special place, for dogs as wonderful as you. Where everyday feels like your birthday.
Not all those who wander are lost.
Life is just a leap of faith.
Spread your arms and hold your breath and always trust your cape.
Two things define you. Your patience when you have nothing, and your attitude when you have everything.