Jackson my precious baby, you were found in a car park soaking wet and shaking with cold, full of fleas and so weak and ill the vet said you wouldn’t live the night through. You spent your first few days tucked down my sweater for warmth and love; I fed you with a bottle and every day you grew a little stronger. Then you began to eat chicken and began to play; even though your heart and lungs were damaged you lived a happy life, but your heart and lungs finally could go on no longer and I let you go with Peace and dignity 21st June 2008, almost a year ago. You were so devoted to me and me to you. I still love you so very much and miss you every single minute of every day; your photo is by my bed; your memorial plaque is on your favorite tree trunk. I have so many happy memories of you and all the things you did
which will stay with me always.
Sleep on sweet prince, until we meet again at Rainbow Bridge when I can kiss your furry feet once more and hold you in my arms.
With all my love,
| Pam |