It was a couple of years ago since I lost my little Bow she was a cheerful little thing who would growl and bark and wag her tail whenever you did come in
I would walk her three times a day throw the sticks we would play she was a lovely little charmer and a very good conversation starter
My ex said to me , oh can we have her back so I said sure and that was that well all was good for a little while I'd go to visit her, she made me smile
Then one day whilst I was home there came a ringing from my telephone my ex told me she had some bad news my poor little doggy she did lose
I still think of my Bow now still wonder how how could I of let this happen when they lost my little Bow