Wrangell Boy
My handsome boy, I miss you every day. It has been almost two months, but still feels like yesterday. Everything happened so fast and unexpectedly. You were so tough, but always so gentle. I miss your funny antics and goofy grin. I miss your hugs and your big furry paws. There is nothing quite like a Wrangell hug or a 100 pound furry snuggler on my lap every night. On car rides I feel you over my shoulder. Your perch on the porch, where you watched over your kingdom awaits.
I waited 20 years for you - and yet you were more than I could have ever hoped for. I read this poem, and thought of you. I love you Bubba, always and forever.
So this is where we part, My friend.
And you'll run on, around the bend.
Gone from sight, but not from mind,
New pleasures there, you'll surely find.
I will go on; I'll find the strength.
Life measures quality, not its length.
One long embrace before you leave.
Share one last look, before I grieve.
There may be others, that much is true.
But they be they, and they aren't you.
And I, fair, impartial, or so I thought,
Will remember well, all you taught.
Your place I'll hold, I'll surely miss,
The fur I stroked, the nose I kissed.
And as you journey to your final rest,
Take with you this... I loved you best.
Hillary ~ Shelby & Wrangell's Mom