by A Daigle
There were three little 3 wk old pups left by a mother hit by a car. I took you in to "foster care" and promised to find you a good home. From the very start, Rescue, you were different. I didn't know at the time how short our time would be and that my "rescue effort" would never be fully reached. Within a week, the damage from being born too early began to show. I fought so hard for the next 4 weeks holding on with everything I had. I would thrill over any action that appeared "normal". I just knew we could make it, but finally you decided it was time to go. I know you waited until you were away from me because I couldn't let you go - I would drag you back each time. I cried and cried and I miss you so. I still go daily out to your grave to visit you. You may have been a "foster" but you will forever be with me now. Once homeless you will never leave my heart. I only hope that in the short time we had together I gave you the experience of the type of love every adorable little pup should have. Your brother and sister are doing fine. Courage has found his "forever home" and Faith is still with me. We love you much and know that you watch over us. YOU and others like you are what keep me going. Forever, Rescue, that's how long you'll have my heart!
"Mom"