Lucky entered my life when I was going through a very bad time. My father had just died and I was very low. One morning I heard the most awful crying, I looked out of the window and there was a tiny black bundle. I picked her up she was so tiny she fitted into my palm.
I had to feed her with a bottle. she was only 2 weeks old, according to the vet. She changed my life. I had something that relied on me 100% and my depression lifted quickly. She was my Baby. I really believe she was sent to help me. Now her work is done. She has returned to where she came from.
I know one day we will meet again
At Rainbow bridge,
until then my sweet baby.
Love,
| Lucky |
| Roxanne and John |