Tiny and velvet, this four legged beauty.
Never a moment where she wasn’t a cutie.
I miss my tiny girl, and am so glad I have this photo to remember her by. Just looking at it makes me feel like the sun is rising within me. She’s with my ex and has friends, so I know that she’s in good hands. But my heart longs to hold her. Every single day.
Prancer, prancer, my tiny dancer.
I shed my tears when I think of you, dear. Glad to have loved you for seven short years.
~ written for all of us who have lost our fur babies to unfortunate circumstances, the love lasts long after the fur is gone