Monday, November 23, 2009

In Memoriam: My Recliner

You were my best friend.  The little human threw up on you. It was a death puke.  You died a valiant death. You stood strong among the spew and smell. You were my life. You were my recliner. 

We had fun times together you and I. Remember when I hunkered down in you whenever the human wanted to take me running. You were my strength. You were the wind beneath my wings.

I am in mourning for you, my recliner. I miss you. I see you sitting my the curb awaiting your final destination. I am sad. I am crying. Aaaaaaarrroooooooooo, my heart hurts. My recliner, my life. I shall miss you.