I lost the cornerstone of my breeding program, my gorgeous, precious little Boss (my avitar!), back in March. He was almost 12 years old. Thank God, my little Angel had a wonderful, happy day, as usual, we all went to bed, and the next morning I found him curled up in his satin bed in a little ball, so peaceful, with such a wonderful, restful, completely peaceful look on his adorable sleeping face....and he was gone from me and Rosehill, to run and play and priss around in his adorable show strut at Rainbow Bridge. His little heart just stopped while he slept, he clearly did not suffer at all as he left us, and he joined the girls from Rosehill that I have lost these last several years. He will keep everyone from the Rosehill Gang together so I can pick all of them up on my way over! |