14/09/2023
💔 IT’S THE LITTLE THINGS YOU LEFT BEHIND … PLEASE COME HOME 💔
That baby blanket your breeder mum George gave me to tuck you in every night, I still have it, but it now lives under my pillow so I can feel close to you.
That stinky rope from your favourite toy, it’s been in the same spot on the floor for seven weeks, I sadly put it away in your cupboard today.
When I sweep the floor there is barely anything there. No signs of shedding, no need to help you remove the old fur coat with a bath you love to run from, unless we break out the peanut butter.
Your bowls, sit there shiny, no slobber on the edges, no stray crumbs. Will you come home before another reminder gets put away?
I work from home, alone, now the girls are back at school. This was our time, I realise now, I talked to you all day, nutty bulldog mum but boy did I miss this, so lonely and quiet with out my little sidekick.
I miss the hope I had at the beginning, a secret knowing everything I was doing would work eventually, that hope has turned into praying for a single miracle.
I miss you so much, it hurts deep down like when I lost special people in my life, I remember it now, I feel it again.
I feel there is someone who knows someone who has him, there is no way someone can just appear with a boy like mine and no questions pop in your head, it doesn’t add up, can you take me a video, give me a location?
I will pay the reward as a minimum to get him back, we’ve already spent more than that trying to find him. If you have information you feel is worth more, name it and lead me to where he is. As soon as I have him in my arms I will pay, no questions asked, I just want him home.
Thanks to Bentleys army of people that have been sharing since the beginning, and to those that have joined since; please join us by following his page.
Please share from his page if you can, he needs every one of you and your friends and their friends 🙏🏼💔🐾