Aristocrat. They called you “The
Princess” at the dog park where you refused to mingle
Fearless. No one could intimidate you. Independent. No one could make you do something you did not want to do. Social butterfly. You loved to work a crowd. How un-Afghan Hound of you. Loving, affectionate, devoted.
You brought me joy. You were my best friend.
Lyrics’ owner: Pamela Carlson
Till we meet again |