Our Lil Angel

In Memory of Our Family Dog- a Tribute

A few days ago, our family lost our family dog, Angel, at 13 years old. I have had her since I was 13 years old, and grew up with her. Angel was also a little over 13 years old. I wrote a poem try try to ease through some of the pain. Any pet owners could understand my grief. Our family is really going to miss her..... I hope you enjoy and can relate to my tribute....

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You were such a small little handful the moment I laid eyes up on you.

Those radar ears were too big for your head,

Those whiskers of yours tickled my nose.

But above everything else, I fell in love the moment I first held you.

A Mexican Chihuahua they call it,

A little dog that chilled easily,

And got scared or nervous within seconds...

But you had a huge heart.

Angel was your name...

It was such a blessing that you came,

Into our hearts and our family.

When you were young and full of spontaneous energy,

You chased us through the backyard like a little jackrabbit.

With your ears back, your tail just a wagging, and your eyes gleefully at play.

To us, you were just another sibling-

Someone to enjoy the spring and summer outdoors with.

Winters were rough, as you shook with chills,

Most of the time, you'd curl up in a favorite blanket,

Hiding under the covers.

Indoors, you ran and walked around the table for a jog,

And begged us for food and scraps.

With a slight knock at the door, you were warning us with your barks,

But once you saw it was someone you loved,

you were right at our footsteps,

Waiting for a gentle pat on the head.

We all loved you.

Through all of the doggy treats, powdered donuts, hotdogs,

And any other food we fed you,

You were always right there at our feet.

Giving us kisses on the nose or hands.

I could cuddle with you,

And there wouldn't be any other problem across the entire land.

I wanted you to be mine,

Until the very end of time.

But time just couldn't come or end too soon.

Through all of the passing years,

It became an odd number of thirteen.

The years moved so fast,

They all could barely be seen.

Old age and heart trouble finally began to slow you down.

But there were days, you would turn your frown all around.