My beloved "Bree"
by Rev. Mark Carter Pierce
(USA)
Bree riding with us (she loved it)
5 minutes after we got her home
With Daddy in the bedroom
I'm ready to go for a walk!
On Sunday, 10/9/11 our little "Bree" was struck and killed by a driver who did not stop. My fondest memory is one summer day my wife had her in our backyard and when I came from work, she saw me and ran towards me: ears up and big grin! I buried her in that same yard, but realizing how much she disliked the rain, snow & cold in life, I took her out and cremated her-so she can be inside and warm with us forever. I cry when I look at my yard, but I can almost see her & feel her in my house. My wife still puts fresh water out for her. We will always love and miss our little "Bree".