Skittles the Rat

Published on Jan 1st, 2008

By Harold Webb (Michigan)

My Bestest Little Friend I loved how she would run on the back of the couch where my arm rested. She would put her little head in the crook of my arm and let me scratch her until the wee hours of the morning. She would climb onto my lap and fall asleep until I moved her to her own home place, there she would curl up on her bed and have her sleepy time. I loved how I would be playing on the computer and she would dance across my keyboard changing my words into gibberish and making me laugh at the way she would look up at me on her hind legs as if saying; "Ok time to play with me now." I loved how she would curl up her little blanket on my printer and fall asleep watching me type out words that she didn't understand but always found interesting to watch. I miss you very much.

My heart is very heavy and has a huge hole in it where you used to be.

I'll love you always, Daddy