Lilabelle Lane

My Sweet "Molly Girl" with your big brown eyes
Curly tail wagging
Doing circles of excitement
Just to see me when I come home

Sweet and affectionate
Loyal and loving
Chin resting on my leg
Acting playful to cheer me up
 

We've been through a lot together,
You and me, my Molly Girl.
Why do you look so sad?
Wrinkles furrowing your soft full brow
I give you everything in the world
And you still want more

I find that endearing
One of your many charms
I'd do anything to protect you
to Keep you from harm

You're everything I wished for
In a little companion of my own
I still can remember
the day I brought you home

Now that you're of an older age
and your black mask has turned to gray
You're even more beautiful to me
More beautiful and wise
Like an ancient pug-sage
Bigger in size
I'm glad to have taken you through
Your golden years
and I didn't ever want to lose you
It's was one of my biggest fears
I know that this will be my darkest day
So I long to tell you now
the joy you give me
Is here to stay

You wern't getting around
As well as you used to
You go slower up the stairs
I could see it was an effort
When you lay down at night
To rest your aging bones
And in the morning when you wake
I can tell it hurts
And my insides ache
Our once long walks
were now little spurts..
You still liked to play
Just not as long as we used to
We don't go very far

I have seen you struggling
to try and stay awake
Because you don't want to miss anything
That curious nature,
I so adore
But you needed more naps now
I loved to watch you sleep and
Listen to you snore
I wonder what you dream
I hope it's that you're happy
And you're thinking of me
I wrap you
In a blanket and stroke your velvety ears
Give you belly rubs and wipe away
Your brown-stained tears

Each night when I tuck you in
I make sure you have a toy
Where you like to lay your head
as I kiss you goodnight and whisper,
You're such a good girl..”
And now you're hearing
Doesn't work so well
When I come home you no longer hear me 
Your gait is more wobbly
From the pain shooting up your spine
But in my eyes, you still look like a puppy
And you'll always be mine

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My family is experiencing one of our hardest days.

For 16 years my Molly has been there,

My children know no life without her.

We all love you
"Molly Girl"

…Grieve not,
nor speak of me with tears,
but laugh and talk of me
as if I were beside you…
I loved you so ~
‘twas Heaven here with you.
~Isla Pascal Richards

Pug hugs, Sharon xx

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