Hello Everyone, it is me, Bob.
 I know you are expecting Daisy to come to talk to you, but she can't do that anymore.    On Monday, August 18, 2008, my truly best friend forever and ever, had to take a new journey and none of us could go along with her.

My Mom says that Daisy has flown away to cross the other side of a beautiful bridge and even though she can't come back to live in our home any more, there will always be a place for her and that I must be a very good boy and make Daisy proud of me.

This is how I feel.  Can you see my sadness?    I don't know if I can be good all the time, and even though Daisy always said I was stupid, or dumb as a stump, or that when God gave out brains, I thought he said Trains and I missed mine because I am afraid of loud noises and I hid in my crate --- even though she said all that stuff about me, I really don't think she meant it.    Not all of it at least.    I know how I am.   I get crazy and when life is just too full of happy things then I need to run around in circles so my family knows I am happy.   There isn't anything wrong with that, is there?

                     
                       

It doesn't seem fair to me, the way we all feel right now.    We are all so sad without The Princess.   Sometimes Daisy did make me feel like I was not the brightest dog in our family, but she always told me what to do to try to learn how to grow up.     She told me that because she was a lot older than I was, that someday she would need to leave me in charge.   I just didn't pay attention to her.    I guess I don't pay attention to a lot of stuff.   Except for rolling on dead frogs, running with my friends, the deer, or sleeping with Rusty and Scarlett, I don't have a lot of stuff in my head, like Daisy did.

Remember how Daisy always had to tell us all what we should be thinking about?   Daisy had an opinion on everything, my Mom said.    I'm really trying right now, but I am really not sure what an opinion is.   Am I supposed to have them in my head?   I know that Wagatha's makes the best dog biscuits that ever came out of the delivery mailman's big truck and I know that I love my Mom and of course my sister Lydia and Mr. Pat, and Miss Bev Hollis who takes my pictures and Aunt Tracie Hotchner who talks out of a radio box, and a bunch of stuff that I can't remember but I think I like.  Are all those things called opinions?   But what about all that other stuff that Daisy could do?

Remember she had a special Mouse Person to take her on trips?   What if I can't find that little rat when I need him?   What if I can't fly around on the computer machine like Daisy and her Mouse could?   What if I get lost and I can't get home?    What if I can't remember what to talk about?    Maybe I will be a boring blogging person and no one will ever comes to visit us again. 

           Oh, wait!     I remember this now.   My Mom found this special picture of me and Daisy.





I forgot this day, but now I am remembering.    This is when Daisy told me to always be a big, brave PitBull and to never, ever be mean or cruel to others.   This is the day that she told me that even if she had to leave me alone here, that I could do it without her.     I can't exactly remember what "it" is.  That is my problem.

Daisy always took care of everything around our home.    She always knew when new television shows would come on and which ones were good and which ones were awful so she told me what to watch.   Daisy knew about the weather and if it was good or bad and told me if I needed my coat or another blanket.   Daisy had so many friends and they sent her everything that was wonderful.    Even though she told me to always share all of my stuff with everyone, sometimes she said for me to get lost when she got a gift.      I tried that one time.    To get lost.    I made it to the end of our road and my legs starting shaking so bad that I could barely get back home.     So after that, when she told me to get lost, I just went into my box and took a nap.

Daisy knew everything and everyone knew Daisy.    Even though from the very beginning my Sister and my Gram said this was Bob & Daisy's Blog, I really knew in my heart that Daisy was the special one.  I try to be special in my own way, but now I feel like I did get Lost, because Daisy can't let me know which way is home.  Oh Boy. 

Then my Mom sat down on the floor with me and explained how it might be.   She said that even though Daisy is gone from our home with her body, that her spirit is still here with us.    Because Daisy had a Special Gift, my Mom says that Daisy will be able to find us and she will be able to tell us what it is really like on the other side of that beautiful bridge and if I close my eyes really, really tight and breathe really soft and slowly and stay very still in my box and don't wiggle around, then when I can do all of that, I will still be able to listen to Daisy talking to me and telling me what to do.   

So will everyone still come and talk on our Blogging Space?   My Mom says they will because they want to keep The Spirit of Daisy with them too.     My Mom says that even though we are all very, very sad right now, we must never, ever forget how Daisy always made us smile.        I'm not exactly sure how things will go around here now but I guess if I just take everything one minute at a time I will find out.     Mom says taking things minute by minute is the best for me, because she doesn't think I can really remember a whole day at a time.    

I think I will dream of my best friend every night when I go to sleep.    I will still see all of the beautfiul pictures that Miss Bev has taken of her and I will always remember her.   And then, when I remember Daisy, or I dream about her in my sleeping, then I will be able to tell everyone what she said to me.    It's like she is aways around me and helping me with everything.    I will still be Bob, but I will be more like a grown up Bob and not a Baby anymore.

Please don't forget about Daisy, ever. 
                                           And when you feel sad, remember that she would rather you went shopping.    

Love, and kisses

Your Friend Bob






                            LEWSEN'S PRINCESS DAISY DAWG
                           May 30, 2000 **** August 18, 2008


If you would like to remember Daisy, we would ask that you make a small donation to our friends at 2 Dogs, 2000 Miles   When you visit this site you will be able to make a donation to help find the cause of cancer and help Luke and his boys with their 2000 mile journey to rid the world of this awful disease.   No matter if your donation is a few dollars for a Puppy Up Bracelet, or $25 to have your pets name embroidered on Luke's shirt, or even more if you can spare it; you will be helping Luke and his boys get home to Boston.
                             Thanks, 
                                        Pat, Lydia, Patti, Omi, H.T. and of course Rusty, Scarlett and BOB.