King 1990-12th April 2002
My darling son, you've finally left me. My washing hangs safely on the line, Dad's tools are not chewed, the kid's football rests in the back yard, un-popped.
You went so suddenly, but you were old, I just wish I had 5 more minutes to tell you how much I love you and what you meant to me. But at least I was with you at the end, did you read in my eyes how much I loved you, I hope so. Wait for me at Rainbow Bridge and in no time at all I will be there.
Goodnight, Godbless son.
King was 12 years old when he passed suddenly. He wasn't ill apart from the day he went, and I miss him deeply. I see his funny face in everything I do, he was truly a king amongst dogs, and there'll never be another like him for me.
Kathryn Shaw. England