Losing your best friend

This week I lost my best friend.  She had an awful disease, and was quite young.  She was always so happy, and in turn, made me happy.  I told her everything over the course of 5 years, and although I don’t think she understood it all, she knew the meaning of what I told her and her licks reassured me I would be ok.  I loved that dog with all of my heart.  I can’t stop thinking about her little face in my hand, her eyes were so soft and understanding.  Although she is gone from me physically, I will always have her in my heart and mind.  Rest in peace my beloved friend.