Bess Cains by Christine Cains / Christine

When I was born Bess was there. We were born on the same day. I spent my whole life with her! I use to sneak chocolate to her. When she messed where she shouldn’t had, I cleaned it so she would never get in to trouble. I can’t describe what her death has done to me, but even now a year later I still cry every time someone says her name! No one or pet good ever replace her. My heart aches every moment knowing that she’s not with me. Oh my baby when we meet again,
I will not let you go I promise!

 

My loving angel love,
Bess Cains
Christine Cains