Even after three years of cancer, you were
doing so well I was sure you'd reach this, your twelfth birthday, but you
didn't. Nearly four weeks ago, very
suddenly, you suffered a stroke. We
never saw it coming, had never even given it a thought. And just that quickly, I knew our time
together was almost over. You seemed
fairly comfortable and quiet until you tried to get up, realized your back end was
paralyzed, and panicked. You struggled
so badly it exhausted you, and you were just despondent after that. It was time to call in Angel Vets. Dr. Corona came with his assistant and, with endless
tenderness and compassion, they issued you a one-way ticket to Rainbow
Bridge. You were ready, but I sure
wasn't. I'm still crying even a month later. You took a huge chunk out of my heart when
you left.
I do have to thank
God for every single moment he allowed you to be in my life. It was a wild ride and I'm left with great
memories of our years together. As a
service dog, you were flawless, at least after you grew up and passed the
rookie stage. As a dear friend and
companion, you were beyond flawless. We had a bond stronger than super-glue. And the work you did with Piper was
priceless. You were a wonderful teacher!
Because time
ceases to exist on the other side of eternity, I don't know if they have
birthdays at Rainbow Bridge but, if they do, Happy Birthday, my precious
friend. Thank you for being such a beautiful
part of my life. Someday my heart will
heal, and most of my tears will dry, but I'll always love you and miss you more
than I can say, especially on days like today. I love you, big dog! Wait for me ... I'll see you in the Morning.
Photo Description: Cubby resting at Rainbow Bridge under a tree of tennis balls.

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