I had to have Maggie put down yesterday. She was close to sixteen and had lived a good life. Abe and Carol buried her between two trees next to the seasonal pond.
Carol made a tomb stone with her name written in bright pink letters.
I had her wrapped in her favorite blanket and the locket that contains your ashes was placed around her neck.
What would have broken my heart before your passing, was easily excepted as the end result of the passing of years.
Maggie, our dear sweet sheltie, has made her way back to you.
Keep her safe, and hold her closely
She missed you as much as I
Take her for long walks among the stars and whisper my name in rememberance.
I love you
Me