Yall, I am sorry but it might be a while before I update.
See I was outside today celebrating Independence Day, having a GREAT time, when some man walked up the street asking if we owned a small, brown and white dog. I told him that the description described Champ (my puppy). He told me that he found Champ at the bottom of the hill, dead. Champ had been hit by a car. I am still not believing this.
Well, I might update tonight or in a week. It depends on whether or not I can sleep tonight, which I probably won't, because usually champ sleeps with me, so you will probably be getting yalls chapter.
Luv yall all,
Whitney
When The Time Comes
Lord, when the time comes please help me be strong,
MyFurry friend is sick; something's terribly wrong.
The vet checkedhimover; there's nothing he can do ...
I'm afraid soon I'll be sending him;sending himhome to You
Please take him back home; on the wings of a dove
Into Your loving arms; up in heaven above.
Please take him to a meadow; where he can play and run free,
Under bright sunlight; among the green grass and trees
Please give me the courage; to tell him good-bye,
as I know he'll watch over me; through his loving eyes.
I'll never forget him; I'll see him one day,
Tell him we'll meet at the Bridge; then we'll go play.
I'll cherish the memories; of the time we both had,
They'll put a smile on my face; then I won't feel as bad.