My sweet little constant companion.
Misty, Miss Miss, Little Miss.
Loosing you has left an open wound, that only time and happy memories will heal.
We were together for so long that it was hard to tell where I ended and where you began.
I still hear you walking in the kitchen, I can still feel your wet little nose and silky soft fur.
We will think of you anytime we have popcorn or pizza.
I hope you found your brother, I know he must have missed you tagging along.
We will love you forever, my little baby girl.
She will find all the chipmunks she ever dreamed of in her eternal rest with the sun shinning above her.
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She will find all the chipmunks she ever dreamed of in her eternal rest with the sun shinning above her.