It's nearly 3 years since Simba went to the Bridge. I look back at her incredible life. I was so very blessed to have had the honor of being her earth momma for almost 11 years. She gave so much & asked for so little. On the day she died, sick as was, while she lay on a blanket @ the vets office, awaiting what I wanted to believe was the surgery that would save her (but I KNEW), she sat up & put her little paws on me & gave me what felt like a million kisses and I knew that she knew, she wouldn't be there later, so she needed to give me enough love on that final day to last until we are together again.

My little Shih Tzu has saved me so many times over the years. A very bad marriage, made me know, the ONLY one I would ever, ever trust again was my Simba. She never let me down & I pray that she knows the decision I had to make on that FINAL day, was only to keep the promise I had made when she was just a puppy. I promised her she would never suffer; making that promise was easy, keeping it was the most difficult thing I've ever had to do. God let me have her & now it was time for her reward in heaven.

I remember her life & what she meant to me, what she gave me.
I talk to her every day & she knows I'll be there soon.

It's hard to go forward until you go back. Only then can you find the strength.

To everyone who has ever loved & lost a furbaby, knows that part of your heart and soul go with them. Love & Light to all.