Mathilda Our Little White Westie Died As She Lived, Gently and Ladylike and Purely Love
Every evening she came to the door when my husband came home. Even the night before she passed in our bed at 2:30am she went downstairs to see if she had missed anything! She was drinking a little water all day as she lay at our feet as usual, comforting us with her presence as she did every single day of her 10 years.
Then I found her just passed on our bed at our feet. I crooned and loved her away. God, please give her Your everlasting Bounty and help us to spread Love in the same way in her memory.
What a little lady, Mathilda.