Kid.

She was beautiful.
The first day I eye beheld her, to the very last day.

Her codename was the Kid. It stuck. It became her existence.
I picked her up when she was 6 weeks old.
She lived to be two.

She listen to me blabber.
I set up obstacle courses for her.
She watched me clean my room from the jungle I call a bed.
Never pooped on anything.

She was fat. I was too.
She slept. I slept.
We were pals.

Rest in Peace Kid.

I will miss you dearly. 

Her last day on earth was more than anyone could ask for. Time spent heavenly.

I will relive that moment until I can truly relive it in those green pastures called Heaven. We will meet again sweet little fluff.