My heart was torn in two and I wanted to die.
My Samantha crossed the bridge, at 14 1/2 years
old, of renal failure.
It still hurts and always well. My life changed
the day my girl died. I didn't want another dog but
we all know how that turned out.
When I think about my Samantha now it gives me comfort
to think of her, side by side with Fuzzy and Weenie, looking
down from the bridge and saying "You did good Mommy. We're OK and will be right here."
With all my love sweet girl.......The Mommy, Sarah
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