Icee,
You came into our lives by crawling up my arm as if to say, “Take me home and love me”…and did we ever! Such a good boy…Daddy’s “Colonel”…Jimmy’s “Big Ice”…and Mommy’s baby boy. You were always so soft and so patient with us…you trusted us to take care of you. I just hope and pray you understood how much we loved you for 8 1/2 years. We knew you couldn’t get well, and when you couldn’t eat (your biggest joy!), we knew it was time. We will always treasure your footprints and fur…We Love You, Icee, forever.