A personal post, not just a dog...

 

It's hard to believe that it's a month since Diablo passed to the rainbow bridge. Each day since then we've missed you. It's hard to believe that you were the noise in the house, I'd always thought it was your sister Freya, but nope, the house seems so quiet without you. 

I still see you in all your favourite places, and that cheeky little smile of yours, that sweet face and mischievous head of you. I keep waiting for you to tell me when it's time to go out for piddles, or when it's dosey time, or tea and biccies. 

Although we have your ashes, and your paw print here at home, we'd rather have you big boy. You have been, and will always be, our good boy. Love you to the moon and back sweet boy. Have fun playing.