Coco Chanel Grodzins Woodall
February 8th 2003-December 18th 2008
My beloved friend passed away. My heart aches for him. He was such a good boy and we should have had many more years together. I loved everything about Coco and I will always treasure the many happy memories I have of him.
It was love at first sight for Coco and me. He taught me a lot about love, friendship and responsibility--lessons I badly needed at the time when we found each other. He was a loyal and constant companion who went everywhere with me. His company brought me joy, peace, comfort and laughter. He was such a silly puppy who always made me smile.
Coco had a well developed appreciation for fine foods that I admired. He had the rare gift of being both pretty and smart. He enjoyed shopping with me. He liked getting a bath and having a fluffy blow out. He was always game for cuddling and kissing. He could run very fast. He followed me everywhere--even into the bathroom, whether he was invited or not. He would have been a devoted and loving big brother to our baby girl. His presence was human to me and I miss him more than words can describe. But Coco never wanted me to be sad or angry. He is not here anymore to cheer me up-now when I need him so badly- but I have to remember the lessons he taught me, and focus on the time we had together. I am grateful to have known him and honored to have called him my best friend. I love you, Coco. You will always be a part of me.
It was love at first sight for Coco and me. He taught me a lot about love, friendship and responsibility--lessons I badly needed at the time when we found each other. He was a loyal and constant companion who went everywhere with me. His company brought me joy, peace, comfort and laughter. He was such a silly puppy who always made me smile.
Coco had a well developed appreciation for fine foods that I admired. He had the rare gift of being both pretty and smart. He enjoyed shopping with me. He liked getting a bath and having a fluffy blow out. He was always game for cuddling and kissing. He could run very fast. He followed me everywhere--even into the bathroom, whether he was invited or not. He would have been a devoted and loving big brother to our baby girl. His presence was human to me and I miss him more than words can describe. But Coco never wanted me to be sad or angry. He is not here anymore to cheer me up-now when I need him so badly- but I have to remember the lessons he taught me, and focus on the time we had together. I am grateful to have known him and honored to have called him my best friend. I love you, Coco. You will always be a part of me.
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