R.I.P. April 14, 2008. Though we only had you 8 and a half short days, those days were great! With all the funny things you did, like biting my hands and when I said ouch, youd look at me like you didn't do anything. And when youd sit in my lap for an hour or two, or I would carry you around in my sweatshirt pocket in the house. You were so precious and tiny, and I wish you well in heaven. You are safe now, and anything that was hurting you is done now. I want you to know, I loved you and will never forget the way you would watch me whenever I was in my room. Schmelly girl, I love you.
