She came to me whilst watching telly and laid by my feet, i looked at her and sensed something wasnt right, i knew deep down she wasnt her usually self she looked at me with deep dark eyes, i took her to the vets that evening and again the next day, he said she had cancer i was distraught, could i live without her NO, i gave her a chance, she pulled through my spirits lifted as i watched her recover, but i knew she was going to be ill again the vet said 2-3mths max, i couldnt beleive it not my gerrylee and and 7mths on she came to me again, sad looking and could barely move a muscle anymore so sudden she fell ill just as before, i laid on the floor with her and cried holding her tight and begging her not to leave me alone she looked at me and gave me a big kiss and wiped away my tears, i took her to the vets she didnt even worry, he said i think its best to let her go, i cried harder than ever before, i didnt ever want to hear those words but i knew i had to let her go he cut her fur back and put the needle in i stood leaning over her at the table telling her i loved her and felt her take her last breath, she died on the 4th September 2002 at 11.07pm god i miss her so much my tears cannot express my true feelings just to beable to have one last play with her favourite ball and to spoil her with treats i would trade it all but i know she will be waiting for me and i cannot wait to see her again one day. forever in my dreams and forever in my heart gerry mommy and daddy miss and love you so........................xxxxx