Dear Vegas,

It has been 2 weeks since you went to sleep and each day I hope to find comfort in the fact you are no longer suffering...I feel so selfish that day has not yet reached me. I adopted you at a time when we were both broken, but together we healed. I could not have asked for a more loving, sweet or personality filled baby. My heart breaks each time I walk into the house and realize you will not be trotting toward me wagging your tail. I know somewhere you are eating hot dogs at the speed of light and bossing all those other poor doggies around because those were your 2 specialties...besides of course loving your family unconditionally. I would not exchange the sorrow I feel now for all the love, joy, & wonderful memories that you have supplied me but I just wish it didn't hurt so much! It would be a disservice to you if this letter was only filled with my sadness. I need to tell you how much you have done for me. You taught me that love is good & kind, & should never hurt. You taught me to go after what I want...even if I sometimes have to whine just a little bit to get my way :) You were always the last face I looked at before I went to sleep & the first face I saw in the morning...sometimes to your daddy's dismay because he was not a stranger to getting forced out of the bed my your strong, short, chubby legs! I am fortunate to have had you in my life 8 of your 13 years. It was a good run. I can't wait to see you again...but until then, I hope you know how much your family loves & misses you. See you on the other side my sweet poopers!!!!

Love,

Your Mama, Staci