To my **big sausage**, my gremlins, my love

In tribute to

To my big sausage, my gremlins, my love

Thanks to

Sylvie

You got into my car with Sophie four years ago, and at that moment you forced open the doors of my heart and those of yours.

You, who had known nothing but suffering and torture for three years because you were one of those **attack dogs** (let me laugh!) and then cowardice because you were tied to and abandoned in a tree, you knew from the very first second how to trust me and adopt me! So I did the same and... What happiness you brought me.

When you were three, you started to live.

You discovered the grass that used to scare you so much when you walked on it, you discovered blue skies and fresh air (after three years in a cellar, that's a change), you discovered stairs after a lot of faster-than-expected descents where you left your teeth, you discovered that you had to synchronize your paws to run (but that never became obvious to you, even with time! ), you discovered that you had to eat every day (you went from being a broken and skinned skeleton to a **big sausage**), you discovered that a hand could caress instead of hit, but above all you discovered that humans weren't all rotten and that they could love you...

Because I loved you from the very first moment, I love you and I always will, and no one will ever understand the love I can give you.

All the people who knew you feared you at first, and then ended up melting after one of your characteristic aggressions based on heavy doses of cuddles! Unfortunately, I had to put an abrupt end to our four years together on Monday morning at 10.20 a.m. because what your torturers had beaten into you for three years resurfaced by accident.

Forgive me, my daughter, I had no choice...

I wouldn't have wanted you to end your unhappy life for anything in the world.

PS: settle your accounts once and for all with Tequila and be happy.

Take care of Vanda.

I love you my EASY