Today was a very, very bad day for
me. We had to put my darling Woody down. It's like loosing my
best friend. Somehow, stupidly or not, you you start to believe
that some of them will just go on and on. I couldn't imagine the
farm without Woody's sweet face here to greet me every morning. He
came back from the brink for me so many times I guess I just
wanted to believe he would always be able to.
He looked so small when he lay down
for the last time. But his dear little body had an enormous
I have to believe that Fern and Zotti
were waiting for him, to show him where the greenest grass grows,
and where the apples and carrots are handed out. His last meal
here was apple slices dipped in brown sugar, that he lipped gently
out of my hands.
I don't know if I believe in a heaven
for people, with all their pettiness and imperfections. But I KNOW
that there is one for animals.
So goodbye finally my sweetheart. I
bless the day I found you. Say hello to them all for me.