Dear Henry,
Today Poppa had to put Lady to sleep as she had cancer in her spine and was in pain and unable to use her back legs at all. I was with you working with you on homeschooling when he took her to the vet. When Poppa called me to tell me that she was in the arms of Jesus I cried and cried. You saw me crying and were so concerned to see my tears.
I held you in my arms and told you that Lady had died and both of us cried together. I needed the hugs and someone to hold. Afterwards we looked at pictures of Lady together and I told you that you were her best friend. I can't begin to tell you how precious that time was with you and how much it meant to share my grief with you.
I miss her every day and it isn't getting much easier. I miss her greeting us at the door, jumping up in the recliner for cuddles. her excitement for a dog treat, and her pure joy at seeing her boys, especially your dad.
Thank you for your hugs, your tears, your very tender heart and your love for our sweet dog. It meant more than I can ever tell you. Diva
