Cheese

I remember how you hide the plate after stealing the ham from the counter.
You're little naughty doggie.
This will live rent free in my mind everytime I saw ham from anywhere.

You were a quiet beagle.
You seldom bark or howl.
The very few time you howl, you
pose like lion king from the sofa.
Except you howl at night, but not day.

You once had a different name.
Yet we figured out how you were obsessed with cheese bread stick.

You came home with us on 29 February.
What a special day.

You were a fighter.
I will forever be so proud of you.