Oh, my cute little boy! I will never forget the first time I saw you at three weeks old. I picked you up to hold and you nuzzled my neck as if you had a thousand times and I knew you were for me. I visited you twice more before I was able to bring you home 2/13/1992.
You slept close against me most of your life! You licked away my tears! You let me hug you tightly and never tried to squirm away. You loved watching birds, cars and everything I did. We were overwhelmed when you suddenly went blind but we adjusted and modified our routine. You had to trust me more than ever before since I was your eyes now. You never missed a walk or a rawhide bone. You still wanted to stand up in the car seat as if you could see out the window.
You always brought a smile to me face as you playfully growled when I asked you if I could have your rawhide bone.
As the years went by, your step became slower but the love between us grew deeper. I started holding your rawhide bones for you when the arthritis in your paws became too painful for you to hold them yourself. You were diagnosed with nasal carcinoma last week and I was determined to use whatever heroic and financial measures to keep you with me until your gasps for breath were all I could take. The cancer turned out to be far more advanced than first thought.
The three seizures in the last twelve hours of your little life left me no choice but to let you go where you can be restored to good health and see birds fly all the time and chew all the rawhide bones you can get your paws on. You will always be my Precious Little Boy!
You brought more love to my life than I imagined possible. Tuesday, 1/25/05, was one of the worst days in my life but I had to show you how much I loved you by letting you go in peace.
With much love,
| Louann Smith |