tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147922332011-12-21T10:02:06.959+03:00LayDeeLaynoreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792233.post-35850250354530326832009-04-14T21:13:00.004+03:002009-04-14T21:29:27.105+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGGC1FgXg_o/SeTSiCRc9lI/AAAAAAAAEVk/LeQU9lLhv2M/s1600-h/13012008%28006%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGGC1FgXg_o/SeTSiCRc9lI/AAAAAAAAEVk/LeQU9lLhv2M/s320/13012008%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324612141626226258" border="0" /></a><br />I still remember the day you came home. I was 11 years old, and dada brought you home in a little white bag...you were the cutest little black and white furry thing. Your puppy eyes had me from the get go...<br />My Portael, you lived a long life...16 long years<br />You made my life beautiful, my every memory involves you.<br />I will always remember how you sat there with me when I was down, like you could understand me. Thank you for being the constant best friend, for loving me even when I was mad and angry with you.<br />I wish you lived longer, I was hoping you would be there the day I got married, but God had other plans for you.<br />Through my tears, the thought of you jumping up and kissing me out of the blue brings a smile to my face.<br />I love you with my whole heart. Always have, and always will.<br />Thank you for loving me unconditionally<br />Thank you, for just being you.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792233-3585025035453032683?l=laydeelay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LayDeeLaynoreply@blogger.com2