When RoseBud died we started a journal and wrote down everything we wanted to remember about her... pages and pages of memories. Some may think it was a little much for "just a dog" - but those that knew her knew she was more than just a dog, especially to us. As I've said before - we'll love you and miss you forever, puppy dog! ;-)
She would have been 11 years old today.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROSEBUD!
I carry your heart with me, I carry it in my heart, I am never without it.
Anywhere I go, you go, my dear.
And whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling.
I fear no fate, for you are my fate, my sweet.
I want no world, for beautiful you are my world, my true.
Here is the deepest secret no one knows.
Here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud,
And the sky of the sky of a tree called life.
Which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide.
It is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart.
I carry your heart. I carry it in my heart.
~ I Carry Your Heart With Me - E. E. Cummings