In Memory of Spirit (Erik)

After you left, Jim dug Spirit’s place where she loved to diggity-dig a big hole and settle down into the cool earth on warm days.  Jim then placed her in the grave on her fuzzy sleeping mat.  I petted her and talked to her and listened to her for a long time.  I could not take my face away from her beautiful face.  I collected lilacs and daisies and adorned her with flowers…I gaze at her grave and I know she is with me.
Joy Erik, Beaverton, OR