(Redwood Valley USA)
My Biker Chick
I remember June 12, 2015, when we talked in the shelter, you were near death. You asked me to take you home so you could find peace and rest under the oak tree. I replied "Let me bring Caspa, your soon to be best friend, to see if you get along."
When you arrived it was a little touch and go, but your fire for life shone through and you recovered from your illness. Over the last 4 years it has been our pleasure to call you Friend and Baby. You were a great friend and always nice to everyone you met.
I will miss your air kisses and your coming into my office, trying to con me out of cookies (tears in my eyes).
Years later you had to face again a battle with cancer that we as a team were not able to gain victory over. Today was one of the worst days in my life when I kissed you good bye and put you to rest.
I love you, Carie, and I do pray that if my death could bring us together in the future it would be welcomed.
Why do good dogs have to go when all they have is love for everyone.
I miss you deeply. I'm sorry I could not save you this time. I hope you forgive me. I did my best to be a good daddy.
Rest in peace.
I love you,