I have been told that you love all of your pets they are family but there is one special pet that no other can compare. Skippy was my golden retriever. Words can not express my love for him. When my father passed away he gave me comfort when no one else could. He was my very best friend. Skippy was diagnosed with cancer. I tried to save him with chemo but after a while it just wore his old body out. I put him to sleep because I did not want him to be in pain any more. There is not a day that goes by that I do not think of him. I do not remember him as a sick dog but when he was young and healthy. He would run and play. He loved my cats and his brother Dodger and sister Ginger they were inseparable.
I take comfort in knowing
that Skippy always knew
that I loved him and he loved me
Poo letting you go was the hardest decision that I have ever made but I know it was the right one for you.I know you are with Daddy and
will be waiting for me.
I love you!