It has been a week since Roscoe died, tonight I wonder if I could have done anything to help him. Why did I not see that he was illl before this. Why was it I did not see that he was sick. Am I such a bad mom that I can not see that he was ill. Why when he turned his nose up at treats I didn't thing there was a problem. I keep thinking back as now I see some of the signs why didn't I realize he was in trouble. Wh did God take him from me