Originally posted by lizbud


Don't grieve that it must be you
who has to decide this thing to do;
We've been so close--we two--these years,
That poem was one that helped me as well over 3.5 years ago, especially the lines above.

Buddy, our dear, dear boy. You find my Bailey and Tizzie at the Bridge. They are very good girls and you can all tell stories about your Moms and all run and play with no pain. Then you be sure to watch for us, okay? We'll keep an eye on your Mom for you, so you don't have to worry about her.

Keep your tail up, Buddy, and wag it lots.