A piece of my heart

It has taken me a week to come to terms with this post.

My most handsome boy had to be put to rest on Friday last. After the scare in September we thought we had been given time - a long time. With the arrival of Jazz we thought even longer because thanks to Priscilla we had a pain med that gave Oso some peace. He was able to run again and play.

But On Friday May 2 I came home to a very sick boy, and so M and I took Oso for his last ride.

A piece of what made me me died that day and it will never be replaced...

Oso Smiles

Young and Strong

Joyous Walks

My Man's Best Friend

Come and Play!

Intensity

Love

Happiness

Peace.