Dearest Baby Angel — No animal has ever given so much joy to so many. Since you have left the cards and tributes have poured in — your Aunt Laura and Joan Spargo even built shrines and lit candles — but it is hard to feel joy or even comfort without you. Baxter, you were and are still my true pride and my joy — just to watch your sweet little run, or to look in your eyes or be touched by your precious little paws (keep your distance, Mom!!) lifted me. Sometimes I would laugh out loud from the sheer pleasure of having you with me. The house is so lonely without you, little girl, and Jasmine seems somehow sadder without her sister to bully, then to love. You will always be the dog-love of my life, Baxter, and I know that this is true for Kary and Cliff.
During my darkest time, in the years after I was attacked, you were my lost spirit returned to me. Baxter, you gave me back my happiness, and perhaps even the will to live in a world that had been so cruel. Thank you for that, baby angel.
Be at peace, know that you are loved deeply and will be missed always — always. There will be no real joy without you.