With pet owners help I'm now way over the rainbow bridge .
When people die, they make a will to their homes and everything they have to leave those they love. Here is my:
a poor, wistful, lonely stray I leave my happy home, my bowl, my cozy bed, my soft pillow, my toys, gently stroking hand, the loving voice, the place that I was in someone's heart had, the love that has helped me finally to a peaceful and painless end, held in dear arm.
Please do not say "Never again will I have a pet, the loss does much to hurt! ". Mummy, please take it again to an unloved dog and give him my place. This is my heritage. The love that I leave behind is to give everything I can.
And you if you comforted you (and time soothes all) you will be glad to have known me.
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