by Molly Moore
Late this past Friday night, a little angel crossed the rainbow bridge. She was a stray that I have been caring for for a few months. She was only three months old. I don't know why she crossed. Perhaps God needed her back in heaven. Whatever the case, I will miss her and never stop loving her. She was all black with a little white tip on her tail. I didn't name her because I didn't want to get too attached. Little did I know, I was attached from the moment I saw her. Goodbye, Little White Tip, my pretty little lady...