My Robbie died tonight. I loved him so very much. We got him in April 1995 and I remember picking him from a group of dogs when he ran up to me and jumped ! He was so young and active and vital and beautiful. For 9 years I loved him dearly, I kissed him and played with him and gave him medicines and brought him to the vet and to aquatherapy–yes, aquatherapy— because I wanted him to get better. My family just took him to the vet to be cremated and I miss him so already. He was the light of my life and I loved him so. Goodbye, Robbie. I love you.
Always,
| Robbie |
| Barbara Scully |