Hugs to you today, Sheri. The smiles and tears that come when we think of our precious babes are bittersweet, aren't they? We treasure every moment we had with them, and despair at those spent and to be spent apart.
But he's waiting for you, playing and running with his friends at the bridge. I know he is watching you - you know, those moments when you catch a movement of fur out of the corner of your eye, movement where no one stands when you look closely, and when you hear the little noises, the barks or whines, the jingle of his tags, that were uniquely his, yep, he's there...give him a kiss from me.