I remember well the day we brought you home. It was May 23, 1994. You only weighed 2 lbs. 2 oz.
You went to the beach more than my 40 year old daughter. You were six weeks’ old when you made your first trip there. You slept in the back window of the car because we were loaded down with items for our new camper that we bought especially for you and Gabby.

Gabby loved the beach as much as you. You always got to ride in my lap or in the front seat. Yes, I had to take back seat most of the time but I did not mind. Your trips to the beach got harder and harder. The steps had gotten too hard for you to go up and down. Your last trip was Thanksgiving, 2010. We knew that it would probably be your last but we had hopes of taking you back for our normal Christmas and New Year trip.

We knew this time would come for you to leave us but it did not make it any easier. When heart failure took over the first of November, 2010, we tried to prepare ourselves. You waited for us to get home Christmas Eve to say “goodbye.” I tried to feed you but you just shook your little weak head as if to say “NO, it’s over and I can’t hold on any longer.”

We thank God that we were with you and you got to go in your bed at home. We were worried that we were going to have to make a decision because you had given up on eating and taking your pills. You had gotten so weak and could not stand up a lot of times. It broke our hearts to see you like that but your Vet said you were not in pain. He said that your “BIG LOVING HEART” had gotten too large health-wise and had very little room to pump.

Don’t worry! The other four babies will never take your place. You were the most special. Dominique and Rocky went for days before they would get in your bed. Dominique will get in it now but she leaves room for you. Rocky sits by your bed and watches the door for you to come in. They miss you and love you.
Loving you was so easy. Letting go was so hard.

I still look for you to be in your bed every time I come through the kitchen door. I don’t have to check to make sure everything is okay. I know you are okay! I’m sure you are having fun with Gabby, who left us March 31, 2006. Now you can eat whatever you want and not get sick. Every Christmas will be more special because of the memories you left us with. Eddie, Alexis, Tracey and I will always love you.

Thanks to Sherry and Eli for their professional and dignified service they gave us. You were treated as someone special, as a member of our family, not as an animal we took care of. They made this sad time a little easier. They gave us your paw print and a lock of your hair. We did not receive these from the ones that cremated your friend, Gabby. We were even asked to do an interview with WSET news about the service we received. They used two of your pictures. We considered this a memorial to your life!

We love and miss you!
Your Family.