I came home from work one day
“We got him!” my sister said.
My eyes went wide and followed her down the stairs
There he was was, so small, so black, so cute
I picked him up but he wouldn’t have it
He whimpered in my arms and I put him down
I sat on the floor and pet his head.
“Did we choose his name?”
“Not yet” my sister said.
We had to think about it for a week
Coming up with different names
Finally we settled on one that would be
Easy, meaningful and playful.
Yoshi would be his name.
He will be with us until
The day he dies.
We will love him with all his
Imperfections and crazy antics.
As the time passed by we
Trained
Played
And loved him.
He taught us
To be silly
To be trusting
To love unconditionally
I will never know a love
More beautiful than the one
That my dog has given me.
Indeed Its unconditional…
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