Hi everyone! My name is Barkley and I'm ten months old. My mom told me she had three Bichons named Bailey, Brittany, and Buffy. Last summer she went out with my Dad and my Sister, and lightning hit our house. When they went home, it was to late to save Bailey, Brittany, and Buffy. My Mom, Dad, and two Sisters had to live in a hotel. They were very sad.
One Sunday my mommy and sisters went for a ride. They went to a place that had puppies and sat in a field to play with them but it just made them sadder, and then they came to where I was born. When my mom came in, I ran right over to her and jumped into her arms. She took me to the hotel with my two sisters and I met my Dad. I love them very much. I try to make them be happy again.
Now we are all back home. Mom says I'm spoiled. I don't know why she thinks that. I have lots of toys and my own toy box. I like to wear sweatshirts and I have my own draw in my Dad's dresser. Every Sunday I get to have a meatball with cheese on top. I have my very own doors so I can go out whenever I want to. But I still don't get why my Mom thinks I'm spoiled. I think I'm very lucky they picked me.
For my Mom's birthday, I wrote her a poem. I had help from my auntie CeeCee who comes and plays with me all the time.
Poem: To Mom
I can see it in your face,
That I will never take their place.
I know how much you loved all three,
And that is how I came to be.
The loves you shared will never go.
That night as they rose above the rainbow,
But here I am, and I love you
With all my heart and soul.
Who knows, the soul I have may be
One I stole.