Feb.14, 1984 - Nov. 25, 1999
My Best Friend
My best friend Whitey is no longer with me. He was laid to rest on Nov. 25,1999. He had cancer. He was part of my life for 16 wonderful years. The love he gave me cannot be put into words. I still see him wherever I go. I am sad that my Whitey is no longer with me. I especially miss the way he jumped into bed every night and gently licked my face. It was his way of tucking me at night. He would sleep on a pillow next to my bed and snore ever so sweetly. I miss his snore. I find it hard to fall asleep at night. I know he's in a special place now and he has lots of friends. But he was my best friend and now he's gone.
He was the gentlest poodle that was ever created. I find it especially hard in the morning. I call out his name when I wake up as I have done for the past 16 years only to hear silence. I miss the sound of his nails on the floor when he came to greet me good morning with a gentle lick on my hand. He always looked forward to his morning chew stick. I hope he's still getting his favorite chew sticks. I will miss you until the end of time Whitey, but I promise you that I will not give up. I will try to live my life well carrying the precious memories of you forever in my heart. Rest well my good friend. One day soon we will be together again. Your body is no longer here, but the wonderful memories of the times we spent together will remain with me always. I will never stop loving you Little man.
Mike (Daddy).
Whitey has his own photo album. It would honor him if you could stop by and say Hello. Please click on the following address:
Whitey's Photo Album