This morning I had to help our boy RJ to the Bridge.  It was a tough
decision, but I knew I had to do it.  He will be missed more than words
can say.
 
He was the third fur baby in four months that we've lost.  When it rains,
it pours.  Here's praying for a happy healthy New Year for fuzzies
everywhere.
 
BTW: the poem for those who helped kids to the bridge is beautiful.
Thank you for sharing it.
 
Jessica
[Posted in FML issue 5099]