Trixie by Diane Wilsher / From,

Diane

Monday afternoon (28th July) must have been the saddest day of my life so far. I took you for your last walk and I didn’t want to let you go. But you won’t go alone, Trixie, for a part of me went with you that afternoon. God decided you had suffered enough and more than you could stand.

He took you up to Rainbow Bridge where there is no more pain, so I will say goodbye for now and I will love you Trixie and miss you, ’till we meet again.