Paws

You weren't originally the puppy I had been planning to take home. But as soon as you crawled into my lap and fell asleep, you were my dog. My baby girl. My gremlin.

You'll always be the best running partner I could ever ask for. Even when you started recognizing my running shoes and I couldn't wear them without you getting excited. Jumping so high, you could have been eye level with me.

Your ears were one of my favorite things about you. Just like a gremlin's. You used to be a menace just like them too. Eating charger wires and shoes. I wouldn't replace those times for anything now.

There were never enough hours in the day for fetch for you. Now, wherever you are, I hope there is. I hope you can run around, play fetch, and lay on trampolines at your leisure without any anxiety or itchiness.

I miss you, Pawsy Wawsy. My sweet baby girl.