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Dear Sherry Ann, your world feels quieter now, A silence only love this deep can allow. Roxanne was your heartbeat, with curls soft as light, Your comfort, your shadow, your joy day and night. She knew every whisper, each tear, every sigh, And loved you so fiercely, then whispered goodbye. Though her body grew weary, her love never strayed, It followed her gently where Rainbow Bridge lay. We stand beside you, for the tears you can’t hide, Sending endless love as Roxanne waits

Hear Scampi toy poodle's jingle to celebrate New Year's Eve 2025.

My beloved best friend, Marc, blown up over Lockerbie, Scotland in 1988 ✈️💥🇬🇧 He is, and will always remain, forever young. My tribute to those we've loved and lost: On a winter day on a December night, A name, a memory, still shines bright. Marc, forever young, forever near, A laugh, a soul, I still hold dear. Lost to the sky above Lockerbie, A moment carved in history. Yet in the quiet, he remains, In whispered winds and gentle rains. And Pixie, little Bandit bold, A hea

by Laurel Alper October 2025 ©

Today, you're only three, Still full of raw puppy energy. You follow me, high and low, With every wag, a happy hello. One day, you won't...