My name is Scooter.
I died with Ron Ron. He caried me around then outside crying like no human ever cried. It was Monday it was raining, and it was 11:30 a.m. where we live. Ron my friend my best friend laid on the couch petting my still body forever. He was crying and did not want to let me go.
After a horrible trip to the animal crematorium my parents Ron Ron and Yokie took me to nice people. Now Ron Ron has me in a special box with my name on it. I was loved by the best guy ever. He was a joy in my life.
We went to the park and played till we both became old men. I would worry as 11 years ago when I came here Ron Ron was so sick on doctor medications, he was going to kill himself. When he seen that I need help he didn't care how he felt. His mother got sick, and he still didn't care how he felt. His sister turned her back on him and his dying mother and still he looked at me and said it's okay. I got you buddy.
FUCK those people in life Ron, Ron there no good. I watched Ron deteriorate as a human. But not in spirit. My best friend is so strong mentally spiritually that he is truly an amazing human being. We are soul linked from our adventures here together. Because of the love we have for each other. Ron Ron my daddy is my best friend. Now I will wait for my friend to come home again. Please be kind to Ron Ron he means well, and he knows more than anyone I ever knew. Please RON RON I love you.
Scooter my best friend it is I who will always love you.
Safe journey, my friend and Spirit. They were gold and blues I seen. SPIRIT IS SO HAPPY TO TAKE SCOOTER HOME !!!! I will see you soon enough my white wolf.
