12 years of Marie Curie
My sweet Marie Curie, "when I found you I didn't know what to do with you, now I don't know what to do without you!"
You looked like an old coat lying on the road! I didn't rest until I checked and invited you to follow me.
On the first night, Piranha didn't want to share rooms with you and tried to take the bed out into the street! But you soon showed your strength and ignored his protests! At the time, I didn't think you'd ever become such good friends and accomplices.
I beautified you and you stayed! 😊 You became beautiful, a princess, and from a street dog you went on to have exquisite tastes when it came to food 😊 and you chose the best seat on the sofa!
We didn't know exactly how old you were, but according to the vet you were 2/3 years old! You were with us for 12 wonderful years!
Now that we're home and you don't come to welcome us with your joy, we're left with the memories we've built, your pure love and your loyalty.
You were more than a dog, you were a friend and, as Carol said, you had a "toxic" relationship with me! You would cry when I was away!
Our pack has become poorer, but we will never forget you!
You will be eternal in our memory and part of our history!
Stay well, my sweet Marie! Tell Piranha that we haven't forgotten you and we talk about you every day. It still hurts now, but time will heal the pain and we'll have fun remembering your adventures.
"If there are no dogs in heaven, when I die, I want to go where they go."
See you one day.
