SOPHIE By Diane Gatto
When we first saw you, I must confess, you were not looking so good, you were truly a mess.
You had no fur on your legs, tail or around your eyes, You smelled pretty bad too no real surprise.
The foster care mom said you had some skin issues and had you on meds, I thought ok I’ll take you and went out and bought you a bed.
“I’ll be back for this sweet doggie get her cleaned up please” I said to the lady, She must have thought “this woman is crazy.”
She said you were about two and a half maybe three years old, and someone just threw you out into the cold.
At first I had to bathe you every single day, I tried this, I tried that, was anything working I couldn’t really say.
After trying two or three I found just the right Vet, He said a more determined lady he had never met.
Soon your fur grew in and we could see what a pretty little lady you can be!
As the months turned into years you brought us much joy, You would run down the hallway and bring back your toy.
Molly and Zorro were here quite a while, Zorro said, “You’ve got me, you don’t need another furry child.”
Come on kitties make room for just one more, Who knows what fun she may have in store?
One day out of clear blue you ate something that made you very sick, But with lots of love and care it was just the trick.
You managed to pull through almost two more years, You said, “I’m not ready hold on to your tears.”
But alas my sweet darling all good things soon come to an end, You have been there for me and been a best friend.
All we know is twelve years with you was not enough, facing each day will surely be tough.
I look at the places where you once slept, and every night in your bed next to me on the floor. It will never be the same when we walk inside the door.
You would bark as if to say, “Where were you mommy? Where on earth did you go?” My heart is broken sweet baby girl, I will love your forever for this I well know.