Dearest Bonnie
(My little Grandma dog):
I know that it was fate that you ended up with Little Clyde at our front gate. You gave me much joy for the few short years we had you. I wish we had had you from the time you were a puppy but getting you at 15 years was alright as well. I feel you must be romping up there with Barney and watching over us and Twinkle and Clyde. I hope God is giving you your favorite belly rubs and ribs.
Please know how much we miss you and love you.
Irene