May 7, 2005
Beloved greyhound of Diane Lee & John Walker
It's been almost eight months. And, it seems like yesterday. The love, the longing, the neediness. Memories are all I have now. I had a special connection, the type of which I've never experienced before. It was very special.
He was always there, when I looked ugly, was upset, whatever. It didn't matter. His loving attention helped me through some challenging times in my life.
I miss him, but that doesn't cover it. He was a part of me that is gone. The hole is enormous. I have adopted another greyhound that embodies all he wanted to be - healthy and full of life. She's the same color. I remember him as I watch her run and play. I'll love you forever, Charlie.