Friday, February 25, 2011


My Atilla. I miss her. It's nearly been a year. I'm proud that I wasn't one of those dog owners that gave up a dog after it grew out of the cute lil puppy stage and never gave her up for anybody or thing. Super loyal, super gassy and super sassy. I love Boxers. 12 years -her name is spelled wrong intentionally. I know how Attila the Hun is supposed to be spelled.

Thank you for the days,
Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me.
I'm thinking of the days,
I won't forget a single day, believe me.

I bless the light,
I bless the light that lights on you believe me.
And though you're gone,
You're with me every single day, believe me.

Days I'll remember all my life,
Days when you can't see wrong from right.
You took my life,
But then I knew that very soon you'd leave me,
But it's all right,
Now I'm not frightened of this world, believe me.


Psychedelicsister said...

Awww, what a little sweetie.
I bet she had a wonderful life.

Fashion Serial Killer said...

thanks :o) she most definitely had a good life. lots of camping and her dog food was more expensive than the food I eat HA