Today was a very, very bad day for me. We had to put my darling Woody down. It's like losing 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 heart.

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.

Your Barb