Journey home.

Date of Pet Passing – 11/20/2020
– Danielle Durette


We miss your zoomies every time we pull into the drive way

We miss the hugs you gave us before you let us go inside every night. when someone was sad we would say “go get your journey hugs”

We miss throwing you the broken eggs

We miss the mess of hay you made out of every new bale.

The golf cart was your favorite place to sleep and now it remains empty

Me miss your big fluffy self finding tiny holes to escape through.

Your bowl, your water, and your bed you made out of hay remains in the carport next to the golf cart you Claimed.

You filled the missing pieces and fixed the broken cracks in our hearts.

You stole everyone’s heart.