Dear Roxy

Dear Roxy,

I sit here as I type this letter and watch your breathing. Every breath, a testimonial to the life you've lived. I remember when you came running over to see my son who was then one and a half. You were happy, loving and most of all, chosen. You were chosen to be our beloved addition. You have grown over the years, as have the boys. You have played with them, wrestled with them and at times been a friend to them. You truly love those kids. We have been through much together, from life, love and even separation.

We thought we lost you for good after our awful car accident and you were left behind the scene ... 100's of miles from home, injured. We didn't know how or if we'd ever see you again, or if you were even alive. Thanks to a kind man who found you a week later and back tracked to a vet that would treat your wounds until they found us. We were reunited two weeks after the accident when I felt I was able to travel short distances. You were so happy to see me and licked my face. I broke down crying with relief, joy and hurt for your injuries. You healed, just as I did, in time and we have been inseparable since. The mere thought of losing you AGAIN tears me up! Now, you're 7.5 yrs old, a good age for my girl, but not a graceful age. You have begun to have health issues (seizures, body masses, swollen joints) that have me fearing the loss of you again.

Each night as I lay down to sleep, you come and curl up with me. You keep me warm you make me feel secure and safe. You make me feel loved. I fear that the day is coming near, but I will do what is right by you. I do not want you to suffer. Although, my dear Roxy, I'd want you here with me forever.

I love you!
Mom