Anna, when you walked in with that sweet boy's collar in your hand I knew what was going on.


You know i'm here for you and you know we're all grieving right along with you.

I want to thank you for allowing me to see that sweet boy once again, although we all wish it were in better conditions.


I'm sure him and Keisha are playing with a big red ball at the bridge. Anytime you need another hug, even though we're going to be miles away, my arms are open.


Angus, I'd love to hand-feed you cans and cans of more food.... play hard at the bridge boy. We love you.