We did not even know you were sick, my poor baby. You were only 6 and as with so many other things in life , it just was not fair. I have often asked God why he had to take you , you were such an intelligent, gentle spirit but yet my personal protector. My sister once told me that maybe it wasn't about ME at all- maybe God knew that Stymie only had 6 short years to spend on this earth and so he gave him to someone He knew would make them the happiest for him. Maybe he put him in the place where there was never an unhappy day for him or one where he did not hear the words telling him what a beautiful, wonderful boy he was! A place where I always made sure he never wanted for food or toys or love. His full name was Stymie Rudolph Terrel, but I often just called him "Mom's Boy" and he knew how much i loved him. I am and animal lover thru and thru and still have my beagle Kiley Sue(who also misses you Stymie)but you and me had a special bond that I have never had with any other- when they sent you to sleep I petted your beautiful coat and told you to go meet Grampa(also referred to as the "ham man" for his affinity toward feeding you guys!) He loved you too and there he would be with Key Ling(his pug) and CoCo(my past dauchsund)I know that if it is possible, he has met you and you now have playmates til I can be with you again. I will never never forget you Stymie- and I hope with all my heart that you have forgiven me- I love you my beautiful boy and miss you terribly!