"Little Tramp O’Mine"
On Sunday, November 28th, 2004 the angels decided it
I know so many of you have shared the awful pain, grief
Tramp always played the gracious host to so many of the
was time to call my precious Dalmatian Tramp home to
be with them. Tramp was just 5 months shy of being 14
years old. He came into this world on April 6, 1991.
He was with me since he was nine weeks old when I got
him “on sale” at a pet store. No one wanted him because
he was over spotted in their opinion. His nails were
filled with blood from having to sit on the wire cage
floor for so long. I never have and never will walk
into a pet store again.
and emptiness that I am feeling right now. Losing
our four-legged best friends is one of the worst sorrows
life can throw our way. Please know how much I appreciate
your calls, emails and cards offering comfort – they
truly do help.
homeless dogs who have come our way. He didn’t care
whether or not they were lucky enough to have spots.
When I look up at the stars at night now I think
of my Tramp up there and I hope he knows that for
every dogs life I have saved, my never ending love for
him will always be the driving force behind.