I know you didn't want me. You wanted my brother,the teacup. But that all changed when we met. I remember you smiling and brushing my fur. You were mine and I was yours.I wanted you to be happy.
I remember when you got me a "wife", you loved our puppies because they were like me. I remember the day you cried,and I couldn't figure out why, but I climbed into your lap and cried with you. I hope with all my heart I made you feel better.
I remember you saying, "Zorro,all the way down!"and I would press my face into the dirt just to please you. I remember closer to now,when you hugged me and said "my man-dog has a gray beard!" and when you sat down with me and told me you knew it was almost time for me to go. You told me it was Ok and you loved me. You knew me that well.
I couldn't bear to see you in pain,I hope you understand I had to hide, and as you call my name, please hear my last and final thought, "Marcie,I love you"