Coco,
I found you running down the street 13 years ago, I could not find out who you belonged to, so I took you home, and kept you for 12 years. We did a lot of things together, went across the United States, also we went in the truck with Blue, and you put your front paws on the dash as we were driving. The second most difficult thing I had to do was put you to sleep. You are young and healthy again. Until we meet again, I will miss you.