Girl's Best Friend.

Yesterday was one of the sadder days of my life. I lost one of my best friends: my doggy. Every morning we let him out around 7 cause he likes to go handle his business on his own. By 10 he's scratching on the door for us to let him back in. Yesterday he didn't come home. There was no scratching on the door at 10 or 11 or 12. There was no scratching all day. Right after work my brothers George and Jared, my sister Yarely and my brother's girlfriend Gabby and I set off looking for him. We went up and down street after street calling his name and asking anyone we saw if they had seen him. Many had, but none had noticed where he was heading. We searched for hours and never found him.

Marco, I love you.

I miss him. I miss him soo much. I miss him climbing up on my bed to sleep under my covers. I miss him running at me excitedly everytime I walked through my front door. I miss the little crying sounds he made if we didn't let him in our rooms.

I won't give up looking for him anytime soon, but if he's not found, all I hope for is that whoever has him is kind enough to treat him right. He's a good dog and doesnt ask for much. Just please give him a little food and water and some love.

I miss you, Marco.