It has been two months from today that I had to say goodbye to you. You were only 5-years-old. You didn't deserve to die. You were the love of my life, my companion, my friend, my baby. I miss falling asleep with you in my arms and waking up to you by my side. I'm sorry that the even the strongest medicine, best vets, and all of the love in world couldn't make you better. I have been miserable without you. I feel empty somehow. I hope you are making lots of friends in heaven. I hope you will wait for me. One day I will join you and nothing will part us ever again. I think of you everyday and ask God to give you a kiss and a hug from me every night. No one will ever replace you. You were, are, and will always be the love of my life.