Rosie, my baby, where does Mama begin? There was so much I could have said to you if you had been a puppy or kitty. People would have understood my love for you then. But people didn't understand, so I didn't talk about you much. But in my heart, you held a very special place, a place that only you can hold. Some people called you an insect, some a creepy crawlie, but you were neither of those. You were a very sweet little girl. One of God's special little creatures. You were a beautiful Tarantula, and you were Mama's pride and joy. You were such a good girl. You even let the missionaries hold you, knowing that they were scared to death of you, but honey, when they put you back down, they were no longer afraid, because you were a perfect little lady. You were not like a house spider and I think that is what everyone thought you were. You were an animal, one of God's Fur Babies. You had fur just as beautiful as any puppy's or kittie's fur. So many times when I tried to talk of you to people there were only 2 words that they used and they were eeewwww and yuk. You were neither of those words. You were beauty, you were love. You knew your Mama's voice and would come to me when I talked to you in your tank. I want to thank you my Rosie baby for sharing 8 wonderful years with me. I came to appreciate more of God's world than a lot of people will. Because of you, I know that there are many creatures in this world, that are good but are persecuted because people just do not understand. God sent you to me for a reason Rosie, and I will never let your memory die. You will always be a part of mama's heart. I hope that when I get to Rainbow Bridge, you will be there to greet me along with your Brother Casey Bear and Sister April. Rosie, Mama loves you. I hope you knew that when you were alive and I hope you know it now that you are a bridge baby. God Bless you angel. You will always be my precious darling. You were such a good Mommy to your babies. I am so sorry we couldn't get anything small enough to feed them and they had to go back to God. But you are with them now. And you are with God. A God that does not fear you because He created you. Until we meet again my love, have fun with all the other bridge babies. I know you will find your sisters Sabrina, Elvira, and Daisy and your brother Mitchell there. Please tell them Mama misses them too and loves them very much. I love you baby. Love, Mama