
My darling little golden girl, Tasha, was diagnosed with cancer last year. She grew steadily weaker, and finally we asked our vet to come and make her passing easier. She died just three weeks short of her thirteenth birthday.
I will see you at Rainbow Bridge, my darling.
Terri Beckett
Lead me down all the right paths,
Keep me from fleas, bees, and baths.
Let me in should it storm,
Keep me safe, fed, and warm.