We travelled the world together from L.A. where you were rescued from the streets 12 years ago as a little lost puppy to the home you loved in Washington State and finally two years ago to Australia (Mummy’s home). You were my friend, my companion and I am lost without you. I don’t want to remember your health struggles the past months…I want to remember the way you chased the squirrels in the snow (how I had to shovel a path out of three feet of snow for you to go pottie), how you would run round and round in the park, the night you brought a mouth full of grass into my bed with a rat inside the grass; and always that nudge of the little pink nose against my leg when you were hungry (hoovermatic) or the gentle lick just when you knew I needed it. Berwick will meet you at the rainbow bridge my darling girl… Norma