The night Baxter died, I told him I loved him. That I knew he was tired and sick. And that if he wanted to just go to sleep, that it was OK.|
That I am here with him. I Cried and kissed him on top of his head.
As I laid beside him on the floor and cried some more and told him everything was going to be OK. He licked my nose as if to say OK momma,and thank you.
It was a moment that he and I shared at the end,and something that I will NEVER forget.