Nature made you in 9 weeks and it took you from me at 9 weeks, you were a miracle puppy you should never have survived. I learned so much about nursing puppies from you, I fed you with a toy feeding bottle and later with a syringe, you never left my side night or day while you lived. At 9 weeks you were the size of a can of coke, smaller than a toilet roll but with a heart as big as heaven. You were house clean in your special home we created for you and adored your food especially chicken, you sometimes played with your brother and sister who were so gentle with you. I will never forget or regret the time spent together my little miracle, my little Poirot
Spring was in the air and the sun was shining through
But just as you gave your last breath away
The heavens started to cry with me,
