Hi my baby boy: well, I guess by now you will have greeted Tramp to the RB early this morning. I got the phone call that every parent of a fur baby dreads getting. He had a condition called Auto immune Hemolytic Anemia. I didn't even know it until it was too late. I feel like a sorry ass mother. I kept treating for the neurological problem he had, I sure didn't see this one coming. :( I've cried a river. Scamp is doing his share of howling as well. Please keep an eye on him. I worry he'll grieve himself to death. They were born together, lived together, went everywhere together. Now they're apart. Bear, give Tramp a big hug from me, tell him to send me a sign that he is happy and feeling better where he is now. Give him a big butterfly kiss from daddy and me, and I send you a butterfly kiss from us as well. Take care of him Bear, and if you cross the bridge to the human side, give Aunt Nancy a big butterfly kiss from us too. Til we hold each other again.......