My Titou

My Titou

Patricia

My Titou
You chose me, you loved me, you gave me everything
No nonsense, no leash, you loved peonies and roses
You loved perfume

You were often ill, you almost died once, once and once again
But you always came out on top for love of me
You refused to leave me
But the crab took you in a very short time

I loved you more than anything
You were a wonderful rare dog
You died Monday in my arms cuddled and adored
I'm inconsolable

I love you so much my TITOU