You were our Precious little Angel

Sent to us from a small town called Tahlequah

Oh, you were so playful!

You loved to play around with the cat, even though she hissed and attacked you

You would always pounce on Susan as if she was a puppy like you

You hated walks, but you loved to be carried on a walk

When we put the leashes on, you would always lead Susan and it was oh so cute!

You were our little drama queen puppy which we love so dearly...

Our little fighter until your last breath.

You were an Angel that was gonne way too fast.

I suppose that you were too friendly for that Huskie.

That Huskie that took you like a doll and shook you and wouldn't drop you no matter what we did!

Rocks we threw, we yelled, we screamed, we begged the owners to help.

But finally... He let you go.

But it was too late.

My dad brought you inside, but your mommy they won't let you see.

You were so mangled and bloody, and that blood did Susan lick

Little did we know that was the last day, this fatal February day, that you would live.

They say you fought for over two hours in the vets office.

We are so proud of you!

But, you were paralyzed from the waist down, oh your ribs were punctured...

If they allowed you to live you would be in so much pain.

They put you to rest that night, they buried you at the old church...

Precious Angel you were only six months old when you died,

But you'll forever live in our hearts.