I almost couldn't write this. Eric called me yesterday afternoon with the sad, sad news and we cried together. As I write this, tears are again streaming and I just don't have the words.

When we lose these battles, fought with heart and soul, loving these furrbabies as we do, we wonder why we do this...why we allow ourselves to care so much...why we put ourselves time and time again in this position of heartbreak. Then, the clouds part and the sun shines just enough to dry the tears and allow us to see that we did make a difference...we DO make a difference because we care, and though there are losses, there are so many, many successes...so many wins.

Each of my furrbabies is a rescue...a beautiful catfriend that most likely wouldn't be here today if someone didn't care. Sometimes it was me, many times it was someone else who started the process.

Eric, look to the sunshine...look at your furrbabies...hug them and know that they have a special Daddy who gives his all for them. I like the idea of an orange sky over Rainbow Bridge. I'll think of that when I think of Freddy. Not the hurting little orange furrball, but the one the sun is now softly warming.

We'll take on Puddy's future now knowing again what we must do...this is another special baby. Donna, I know Eric is glad for your offer for Puddy's future...I know one way or another his road is lit with an orange glow from a friend who will direct his love to help us.

God bless each and every one of you who gave this little guy prayers that eased his pain and has now lifted him to his forever home.

Eric, we all thank you for your faithfulness and love to Freddy and all the furrbabies you help. God bless you and Mary.

I'll talk with Eric when I return home this weekend about changing Freddy and Puddy's webpage to help Puddy. I am sorry I cannot work on the web page from here as I'd hoped I could do.

Bari and the Pride