Christie Flaherty July 23, 1983 - October 17, 1998 |
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Baby, I miss you. I'll always remember the way I'd cradle you in my arms. The way you'd take your paw, and brush it lightly across my face, when it was time to get up in the morning. Somehow, my alarm clock just doesn't seem to have the same effect. Through good times and bad times you were there. After a bad day at work, you'd meet me at the door purring, looking at me lovingly with those green eyes of yours. Ob, baby, I miss you. Ruby |