Parker. The place you were found loaned you a name,Parker. Someone left you and your brother in the park;sick,starved and just the two of you for company. You were so tiny and so sick with pneumonia,I'm so sorry I was too late for your brother.He was just too sick to hold on for very long and he went to wait for you at the Bridge. I hope your journey there was a good one. I loved the way you wrapped your arms around my neck at nite and slept with your face pressed up against my cheek;I loved the way you would lay ,draped around my shoulders as I read the paper or was on the computer-the heat from your body was a comfort to my aching shoulders.You grew up to be a real beauty-jet black,not a speck of white-and beautiful yellow eyes.You always went with me to check on the chickens at nite,just to see if you could find a bug or an unlucky mouse in the sheds. I just don't know what has happened to you. I seen you in the yard,playing with your buddy,MeeToo-you both were having so much fun chasing each other round and round the maple tree.But that was 2 days ago. Where have you gone? I just pray the angels took you quickly to be with all the other kitties and dogs that are waiting for me. I miss you so much, you were my bestest buddy.None of the others hug me like you did,none of them sleep on my shoulders like you did.I wanted you to be with me forever. I am so sorry that you are gone. Come and visit me soon,my buddy,I miss your hugs.
Love always,
Mommy Cindy