Dear Bowser, I remember so well your story of when your New Dad went to pick you up. All of us followed your "tails" faithfully and it was so heartwarming to learn that your New Dad just couldn't part with you.

One look into your big brown eyes would have done me in too.

I am sorry that your "rear" end just isn't cooperating with the front end.
It must be very difficult and you have your New Dad pretty worried.

You can be sure that I will be pounding the doors of heaven for you - asking God to take some extra time and make things easier for you.

Bowser, you are well loved dear boy.