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My Story: (as told to Mommy, but I'm not finished yet)

My mommy thinks creating this page will help her heal. It's her way of honoring me. It is her tribute to me. I hope you enjoy reading it.

I was born 3/14/04 with only three legs, but that could never slow me down. Mom says I could out corner Sammy as we played in the yard. I remember she would yell at me to take it easy on the old boy (Sammy's eight). I was only five when I went to Heaven.

My doggie Mom, Carmon, had to have a C-section to handle all my brothers and sisters. But when I was born, the umbilcal chord was wrapped around my leg so it never really formed completly. Actually when I was born, they couldn't get me going and there were eleven other puppies to deliver and revive during our C-section birth. They worked on me for a while but then sadly put me aside so they could get all the other puppies out and breathing. After about a half hour, they picked up the towel I was lying in and I yelped. Grandma said I yelped really loudly. I wasn't ready to go. The vets told Grandma Janet to let my leg go and see what happens. You know what! It just dried up and fell off, leaving me with a little stump. Not much use though. I used to try to hold a bone with it, but it just wasn't long enough. But I didn't care. I was just happy for the bone.

I lived with my Grandma Janet in Gettysburg until I was 1-1/2 years old. Grandma Janet knew I was a special boy and could really help people. Grandma knew Karen (Mom) did a lot of volunteering with my half brother Sammy for KPETS. Grandma called and asked if she know of anyone who would like a three-legged dog to do therapy visits. Mommy knew of some people and notified them.

Mommy came to visit us in Gettysburg to meet me so she could tell everyone what I was like. When Grandma called me from the pack, I came running. I love meeting new people! When I run my ears flop and my tail goes a-bouncing. Mommy thought I was beautiful. She brushed and brushed me. It felt so good. Mommy went home, but now she could tell everyone what a sweet boy I was. She was in love then, I know it.

The next time I saw Mommy was when Grandma Janet brought me along to Lancaster. Grandma took my brothers and sisters to training class and Mommy took me home to meet Bill (he ends up being Dad). Dad was working upstairs in his office, so Mommy took me up to meet him. Mommy didn't know, but I had to go to the bathroom really bad. I just couldn't hold it any more and I poopied on Dad's office floor. He was not happy. He said, "Get that dog out of here". Mommy took me back to Grandma Janet at puppy school.

Then Mommy had a plan. Daddy had to go away to NYC for several days and she asked Grandma if I could come stay with her while Dad was away. Grandma was fine with that and even gave Mommy a crate for me to use for my visit. That week was a blast. I loved living with Cinda and my big brother, Sammy. But when Daddy called on Wednesday night to check in on Mom, he was not pleased when he found out I was there visiting. He said, "Just make sure that dog is gone when I get home".

Gettysburg is kinda far from Lancaster to make a special trip. Grandma had planned on coming to Lancaster shopping on Saturday, so Mommy thought it would be ok for me to stay one more night after Dad got home. I had about eighteen hours to convince him I belonged here.

Saturday afternoon arrived and Grandma Janet called to let Mommy know they were at "That Fish Place" so I could go back with them. Mommy went up to Daddy's office with a little bit of tears and told him Janet was waiting. Daddy looked at me, and then at Mommy and said, "Oh just take the crate back". That meant I could stay! ! ! Mommy was so happy.

So we packed up the crate and off to "That Fish Place" we went. Grandma Janet, Grandpa Joel and Megan were there shopping and looking for us. Mommy was so excited when she told Grandma Janet that Daddy said I could stay. I saw tears in Grandma Janet's eyes. She was sad but she knew I would have a good home and would get to meet a lot of new people and help them. So we went to the car, gave Grandma the crate and Mommy took me home to live with Daddy, Cinda and my big brother, Sammy.

Life as a Gerth was wonderful. Dad gave up on all his rules when I came along. No dogs on bed, that didn't last.

I got to do so many different things in my short life here on Earth. But what I did best was snuggle and love. Mommy says I would make EVERYONE feel like they were the 'love of my life'. You know, it's that 'living in the moment' thing that we canines do best. I made everyone feel like we had a special bond. I would look up in your eyes and melt into your arms. I was so happy when I was being held.

My job with Mommy started immediatly. Mommy always said "what you see is what I got. He's an angel". I was a really good boy. Mommy could take me ANYWHERE. I went to church to get used to crowds and loud music and clapping. Piece of cake. Kids would swarm around me in the lobby after the service. I'd just roll over on my belly and enjoy. Even kids who were afraid of dogs were brave enough to touch and even kiss me!

Mommy had to do a lot of presentations for KPETS and she would take me along. I'd even go to banquets and dinner meetings. I was so good. If they didn't know I was there, they never would have noticed. I'd just lay where ever Mommy put me and I'd wait till she needed me.

Those were things Mommy had to do to promote KPETS. You see the more people that know about KPETS, support us or volunteer with us, the more people's lives we can touch with our therapy visits and services. Touching Lives - Warming Hearts. That's me!

One time we did a talk at an Amputee Support meeting - to tell them about KPETS and also for them to see how I accepted my missing leg and am happier than most any dog you'd ever meet. One little boy just snuggled on the floor with me while Mommy talked. I know she was nervuos without me by her side, but the little boy needed me more. She did fine.

But the best part about working with Mommy was all the people we would help. Just before I went to Heaven, I was working with a little girl (I can't tell you her name). She was adopted from an orphanage overseas. She really couldn't hug. She must not have had enough nurturing when she was a baby. She just pulls away when someone tries. I felt so bad for her. Hugs are one of the best things in life, even better thatn peanut butter!. The little girl's therapist thought I'd be great to help her. My first and only visit with her was so wonderful. The therapist read a story to us. I know where to go at story time. I went right on the mat with her and curled up beside her. I nudged her are so she could reach around me and tickle my neck. The therapist explained that I like to be petted during story time. So any time she'd pull away, I'd move closer and give her a little hint. When she'd do it, I'd tilt my head back and look up into her eyes to say "thank you".

After the story time, we got to play a little bit before we had to get ready to go. We had taken my vest of so she could feel my extrememly soft coat, so now we asked if she could help me get it back on. She agreed with a smile. She picked up the vest and put it around my neck. That was great. But then she had to do the back snaps. She had to reach the whole way around my belly with her little arms to get the ends to meet. And it was great, because the buckle was on the opposite side so she really had to reach around and hug me. My tail wagged. I loved her. She was so gentle and dear. I hope they can find another puppy to help her like I was.

Another little girl we helped had very limited cognitve skills and couldn't move any limbs very well. We had just started working with her too. I was so gentle and calm. She was facinated by my soft coat. She even tried to hold a brush and brush me. Her therapist said it was amazing how she focused on me and tried to pet and brush me.

One little boy we worked with had autism. He didn't focus very good either. But he would get rough sometimes. But I'm a touch little guy. It was ok if he pulled my hair and leaned over on me. Mommny and the therpaist were sure to get him before he could really hurt me.

Another place we'd go was to visit children in the pediatric unit at the hospital. They would come see me in the waiting room. I could be loose in there and kids would throw toys for me to retrieve. I didn't really want to give them back, but I did. I would even play my toy piano for them with my nose. Mom would give me Cheerios as a treat. I love that game. Play two notes, get a Cheerio. The kids giggled with delight.

Then there were the big kids we worked with. They boys were in like a jail, but they were so young. Mommy, Sam and I along with Karen S and two of those little Cavileir dogs would go there and work with the boys.There was alway security guys along too. Anyway, Karen taught them about clicker training. Cool Cool Cool. I loved it. Those boys taught me to play the toy piano and to do ta-da (bow). Then they had to go around to all the classes and tell the other boys what they had done and let us show off all of our tricks. So we helped them build confidence that they can do something positive. And they even spoke about it to there classmates. That was really fun, too. But I do remember one boy. When the boys took turns working Sammy and Karen S's dogs, all he ever wanted to do was sit on the floor along the wall and hold me. That was really neat. This tough kid, I know he wasn't all that tough on the inside! I could tell.

So many visits like those were why Mommy, Sammy and I were put on the Earth. For some reason I just didn't get to stay as long. I sure had a lot planned to do in the next week or two, but I went to Heaven before we could do them all. Mommy's really sad about that. The week of Christmas, we were going to see our little girl to learn to hug again; we were going to go to a domestic violence shelter to cheer up the kids for the holidays. And on December 30, we were going to go swimming at a retirement community just before they drain their therapy pool to be cleaned. The elderly residents come to watch all us good therapy dogs swim and make them smile. I am bummed I won't be able to go there. Oh well, back to my story.

Mommy, Sammy and I would go to church and work with Paw Pals, too. Paw Pals is for the special needs kids. Once a month we'd do their class to make it more fun and help them learn about Jesus. In those classes, I've been a sheep, a lion, a king, Jesus, all kinds of characters. Just look at some of our pictures.

But what else is really a bummer, Mommy is going to start her new job in January working full-time for KPETS. Focusing totally on making KPETS grow with more volunteers to do even MORE visits. Sam and I were her parnters. Sammy will just have to work extra hard and learn to be a good boy when Mom does speaking engagements. (To tell you the truth, I don't know if it's in him. He's such a show-off, ya know).

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But life wasn't all work. Mommy loved to play too. She even gave up riding her horses so she'd have more time to spend with us three goldens. (We're safer anyway)

Every week when the weather got warmer, Mommy would set up a swimming appointment for Cinda, Sammy and me to meet our buddy Gilly and Cashel at the doggie pool. Talk about FUN! I really learned to like it. It took a little bit but with my swimming vest on, Mommy could breath a bit easier knowing I didn't have at work so hard. We did that every year I was with her.

Mommy joined the dog park for year too. She take all of us over the park to play. We only did it for a year. We kinda have our own dog park at home. Cinda would ignore everyone and just go sniff the park; Sammy would ignore all the dogs and just wanted to retreive with whoever would toss the toy. And me, I'd scout out the bench and find a lap to curl up on. I usually didn't have any trouble finding some one. That was what made me the happiest!

Another fun thing we did was get together with Sammy and my relatives. We'd go for Romps at the county park. I think we did this about three times. There were about 30 goldies there with their families. We wait for everyone to arrive and then off came the leashes for a romp around the trail. Guess who lead the pack! Me and Sam! Everytime. Gezz, Mommy had a heart attach everytime, but we always came back safe and sound. My brother, he's the best!

There were so many very special people in my life. My big human sissy, Becca was one of them. When she would come to stay with Dad, she was all mine. I could have Mommy anytime. When Becca came, I always wanted to be with her. I love her! She's such a beautiful, smart, loving girl. I miss her since she went to college. I could hardly contain myself when she came home at Thanksgiving. I'd almost lose my balance from wagging my tail so hard.

But when she was in highschool, I'd got to see her more. But she always had homework to do. I helped whenever I could.

You know who else thought I was special is our cleaning girl. She told Dad that I was her favorite pooch out of ALL the dogs she cleaned for. Her very favorite!

There is another time I know I was comforting. It was when my friend Gracie died. Gracie is one of the Paw Pals dogs, besides Sam and me. Anita, her mom, was having a really hard time of it. I happened to go to church and see her there. It was right around Christmas last year. Anita and Gracie's dad, Greg sat with us. I knew Anita was really hurting badly. I went over and plopped my big front paw right on her lap. Mom knew what to do next. She scooped up my butt and held that end while Anita had the rest of me. I snuggled with her during most of the church service. I was the first puppy she petted since Gracie went to heaven. It was really hard for her. I did all I could to help ease her pain.

But some of my best times were just at home with our family.

Mom was always trying ways to play with us. Mom and Dad thought it would be cute to have Sammy and I sit in the John Deere Gator. That was pretty cool. You know I sported a John Deere collar and leash every where I went. I always looked good in green! I even had a John Deere hat and scarf I'd wear for certain activities.

But even before we moved to our beautiful home in Akron, I had a lot of friends in Lancaster. We had a gang that would stop by and play all the time. Our yard wasn't that big but we still had so much fun running together and sitting for treats to be tossed to us.

The neighbor kids would come and ring our door bell to ask if we, (Cinda, Sammy and me) could come out and play. They even made us paw print cement plaques to put on our mantle. What sweet kids they are. Mommy would take all of us for a walk and let each of the kids hold our leashes. Mommy looked like the Pied Piper.

And then there's those dumb birds. I don't know what Dad sees in them. They're noisy. Although they do seem to quite down if one of us dogs lays near their cages. But I stay clear of them. Rocky's beak is way big. Yikes.

Anyway Mommy could spend time with me and share me with others, she'd make the time to do. You know, I think she just liked to show me off. Whenever people would see me bounce along, they'd sigh " ahhhhh".

Mommy once entered me in a pet contest at a local hospital communtiy day. What a blast that was. Mommy took my stroller along so when I got tired I could ride in it. I would ride for a while and then want out to walk. But boy did I can the 'ahhhhh's' when I was in the stroller. The first contest we entered was the best pet trick. For the pet trick, Mommy had me play my toy piano. Nobody else could do one! I'll bet you can't guess who won - ME! Blue Ribbon and all. There were a bunch of other silly contests so more kids had a chance to win - like waggiest tail, etc. Mommy's friend, Karen and Sally, a little Cavalier King Charles Spanial, won that one.

The last two contests were the best in show and People's Choice. They had all the dogs, I mean pets, come up on the stage for the judges to see. There were a lot of little kids there with thier pets - like bunnies, kitties, birds, and a lot more pooches. I got third prize for that one. But, let me tell you, the last one was the best of all. People's Choice. They had us line up and as each pet stepped forward with their Mom, Dad, Sissy or Brother, the audiance would get to applaud. To do this, they did it like five times to narrow it down. Each time, I was chosen to stay in the competition. And then finally the last two of us were left. Mommy was so proud of me. When it came down to the final call, I won! Hands Down! Or Clapping Hands or something like that, but it was me! Mommy hugged me and giggled with delight. So back to my stroller we went, sporting all my ribbons (and Sally's too). I was a star! Mommy's friend Karen was jealous. She said it wasn't fair - that I had the "ahhhhhhhhh factor". But, Mommy was thinking, having three legs makes me cute and contributes to the "ahhh factor", but it's not easy for me. I deserve every "ahh" I getl

Anther time I had a blast and got to use my stroller was at the Manheim Farm Show Parade. That was a really long walk so Mommy took the stroller along for me. I don't mind loud noises and lots of people. Sammy's doesn't like the big noise.

When we got there, we met some of our other KPETS friends at the line-up point. But talk about the "Ahh Factor". Gezzz, you'd think people never saw a beautiful golden riding in a stroller before. Mommy always felt she had to explain about why I got to ride. I think she was worried about what people thought - you know that empty nest thing and looking a little 'dog-crazy'.

We waited and waited for the parade to start, but I didn't care. I got lots of pets and even saw some mini horses! They weren't mini to me!

Once the parade started, I'd ride for a while, then I'd see something interesting and want to walk for a while. All the other pups were along the sides getting quick pets and snuggles. Me? I stayed in the middle most of the time, unless Mommy would see someone who recognized me or looked like they needed a special snuggle from me.

As I was rolling along in my stroller :), I saw something I had to check out. Mommy was stopped for some reason (you know how parades can be). I couldn't resist. I jumped out of my stroller and started running up the middle of the street. When I jumped, I must have pushed the stroller back into Mommy and she all but freaked. She came running after me - like I'd go far. NOT. Just looking for lap to sit on for a while. It gets lonely in that stroller by yourself. Mommy caught up to me me and the crowd was going crazy. I don't think I ever heard so many "ahhh's"!

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You know what, I can't help but tell you how much I loved by big brother Sammy. I'm so thankful Mommy has him to help ease her pain right now. She really misses me - badly. I love my sissy, Cinda too and she's really trying to help Mom too. But me and brother had a special bond.

We would always be lying close to each other. Lots of times Mommy would do her best to hold both of us. That was even better. Almost every night, we'd all take the time to just sit and unwind and relax as a family. Dad, Mom, Cinda, Sam and me. Dad would even bring those goofy birds into the family room to join us on their perches or on his shoulder. Lots of times Sammy would go right on the couch with Mom and hog the arm rest at the other end. So I'd jump up on the love seat, so I 'd have an arm rest too. But that usually didn't last very long. I learned, when I heard Daddy come down the steps, it was time for me to move of of his chair. I'd here those big feet coming down the steps and - poof - I was outta there. Not far, just jumped right up beside Mom and used her for my head rest. That was the best. Sam on one side, Mom on the other. Sometimes Sam would even turn around and lay his heady on my belly. We would take turns doing that. There have been times where we both had to share Mommy's lap. Sammy would strecth out across the couch with his head on Mommy's lap with no room for me! Mommy would fix that though. She's put up the foot rest, I'd put by big paw across her leg and she's just scoop my little bottom right up on the the footrest on overtop of her legs. She always said we made the best blankets in the world!

Sammy and I were buds to the end. My last day with my Earth family was pretty rough. It started out beautifully though. You see, the weather man predicted a pretty good snow blizzard. Mommy was so exctied to have Daddy and all of us home together to spend the day playing in the snow, coming in and snuggling to get warm, and then playing some more.

Mommy always gets up extra early to do that horse thing she does every morning - something about mucking stalls or something. Then she came in fed us and our whole routine. Then she took care of the goofy birds and cleaned their cages. I'm not sure what she means when she says "it's all about poop". Anyway, finally it was time to go play.

Mommy and Daddy bundled up real warm, with boots and hats and gloves. Me and my sissy and brother were anxious to get going. We charged out the door with pure glee at the sight of all the snow.

Mommy and Daddy helped us across the line we are not allowed to pass - With them we didn't hear the beeping noise like we do when we are by ourselves. Once we knew we were past it, we ran like there was no tomorrow (and sadly, for me there wasn't). Sammy and I always race together to get the most out of life. Me first! We followed the deer scent all the way down to the bottom of the hill. Way further than Mom and Dad wanted us to go. Daddy and Mommy called and called us. I looked at Sammy and he at me, and we eventually decided 'ok, here we come'. Sammy took off and left me behind. I ran a bit but really go tired. Mommy ducked out of site so Sammy would come. But kept calling me. I came up the hill a little at a time. I got close to Daddy but there was a fallen tree I had to jump. I mustered up enough strength to get over it and took a couple steps. I had to rest. Mommy came over and carried me a little bit, but I can get pretty heavy. She set me down thinking I had snow in my little pads of my feet. I did and she started to clean them out. That was when I just went limp in her arms. I don't remember much about this, but I do remember them telling the vet later on what happened.

When I collapsed, I did hear Mommy scream and felt Daddy rubbing my chest. I woke back up but was so very exhausted. Mommy ran and got my stroller and Daddy picked me up and gently put me in it. We hurried up the rest of the hill to Daddy's car. Mommy but sissy Cinda and my brother Sammy in the house; I didn't get to say good-bye. I hope they know I loved them.

Daddy drove and Mommy sat in the back seat with me. I think she called the vet three times on the drive over. It was so snowy. Everyone was to stay off the roads due to the blizzad, but bless Daddy. He drove as fast as he could, but still kept us safe. Mommy saw my gums were grey and no pink coming back. She knew that was a scary sign. But still she had hope! She kept calling the vet, asking what can she do to help. Nothing. When we got to the office, three vet techs came to get me. On of the techs was Cathy Dull; Mommy knows her from way back for 12 years because of Sissy CInda in her assistnace dog training. Anyway, Cathy just scooped me up in her arms and rushed me into the hospital.

They laid me on a metal table with towels over it. I'm glad it wasn't the cold metal. But they put this aweful smelling coney thing around my nose. But I could breath better when it was there. They shaved my little leg, just like they had done Sammy's two weeks ago. I'm sorry I teased you about looking like a poodle, Sam. They kept trying to stick a needle in me. Once would have been fine by me, but they kept trying. Finally they found whatever they were looking for. There was a bag with stuff in it that stayed with me the whole rest of my life.

The vet got an xray of my chest and belly to see what was happening inside me. I heard Mommy loose it after I went to the x-ray room. I just wanted to be with her. When I came back, she was better and she held me on the table as much as she could while the vet made phone calls, and looked at the x-rays. They couldn't do any more for me. I need to go somewhere else where they had sonogram equipment, and cathider needles and a surgeion who knew how to do what they needed to do. With the roads as bad as they were and the weather forcast being worse in Philly, Univerity of Penn was out. Mommy was beside herself! She just couldn't believe there was no one in Lancaster that could help me! The vet finally found someone in York. So that is what we did. But before we could go, I needed to take that bag along and figure out if I go with or without that smelly mask. If I was to have oxygen for the trip we'd have to stop at Pet Emergency in Lancaster. Eekkk, now Mommy was really worried. I think she was in shock though. It's kinda a blur to her now. She was on a different mental state. The vet techs said to head straight to York so we did.

They wheeled me to Daddy's car. Lots of blankets were in the back seat waiting for me. Mommy crawled in before me and they slide me in too. They hung the bag up and off we went. Mommy nestled in right next to me. I could feel her breathing and soft words the whole way there. It took forever to get there. We got behind snow plows which was probably a good thing. It may have seemed like forever then, but as I look back now, I'm so glad I had that snuggle time with Mommy. She just seemed to inhale every second and absorb every touch.

She was telling me about all the stuff we were to do next week: teach the little girl how to hug, visit the kids at the Domestic Violence Shelter, the puppy pool party and how she needed me to do her new job..

But she was also worried how she would start her new job with out me. Sammy and I are her key partners in KPETS. Mommy has volunteered for six years and in two weeks, it was going to be her PAYING job. She just quit her current paying job, and Sammy, Mommy and me were going to work full-time to recruit more volunteers to do what I do. I was the good boy who she would take for speaking engagements or luncheons. Sammy was always too busy. I was a saint. What ever Mommy told me to do, I did - no questions asked. She was so very scared.

We finally arrived at York. We made it safely, but as Daddy turned into the parking lot there was a hard thump. It scared me so. Mommy was terrified because I was supposed to just stay calm, stay calm. She held me and had my lie back down and made me feel safe. Daddy popped a front tire when he hit a buried curb. He backed up and drove in the rest of the way to the door. Vet techs were there with a strecher again, but when Mommy pulled me out of the car, one lady just took me in her arms and ran me into the hospital. Mommy and Daddy followed.

They put me one of those big tables again and put that coney thing around my nose. This one did not stick though. It was pure oxygen with out the smell of anestesia like the other one. I liked that better; I just rested with Mommy and Daddy there talking to me and touching me and holding me. The vet tech was there the whole time too. The vet was somewhere looking at my x-rays. When she came back she explained what she needed to do. She had to run some tests first, to see if my blood would clot. Then she would use a sonogram to watch what she was doing with my heart. She had to go in with a needle, through my lungs to my heart and drain some of the fluid around my heart. My heart would expand as she did this so she had to be careful to pull the needle out so as not to puncture my heart.

???? They ran the tests for by blood clot while Mommy and Daddy had to wait in the waiting room. It was not clotting, but my only hope was to relieve the pressure around my heart. That is what they did. The vet came out an brought a syringe full and a bowl of my blood. It was not clotting at all. But she said we could come back in and see me. I was in a big kennel area with a nice pad. I got up when I saw Mommy and Daddy. I even wagged my tail! Mommy just wanted to crawl in with me and hold me and comfort me, but the vet wouldn't let her. This is the hardest part for Mommy, I pray she forgives herself someday for not staying. I know she loved me and just was still in shock with what was happening. She and Daddy were told to leave and go home, to come back and get me first thing in the morning to take me to University of Penn to a heart specialist. Mommy looks back now and is angry she just didn't stay! Mommy and Daddy headed home. Mommy still cries about, why did they leave. She wishes more than anything she would have stayed by my side.

I laid in my kennel, scared and alone. My sac around myh heart was filling up with blood again. The vet called Mommy and Daddy to come back. She told them the news that I was going to depart this world. There was nothing they could do. I know they hurried as fast as they could in the terrible weather. They wanted to say good-bye. The vet asked Daddy if I passed if they should resusitate. Daddy said yes, but when Mommy calmed down, she had him call back and ask if it would hurt me to do that. The vet said 'yes'. They said it was ok, if I passed, to let me go straight to heaven, knowing they would not get to say good-bye. I hung on for them, but it's all a blur. I can see now from heaven, that I was pretty much unresponsive when they came. Mommy crawled right into my smaller kennel in the ICU area and laid behind me and held me. She laid over me and held me as close as she could. She carressed my soft coat and breathed every breath stroking my preciuos little face and body. She asked the vet again if this was our only choice. She said it was. Mommy asked if I was suffering and she said that I was non-responsive and didn't appear to be in paid, but my little heart was in distress. The vet waited for Mommy and Daddy to give the ok. Mommy held me and Daddy sat next to me too. Mommy held me so close, and nodded. I'm at the Rainbow bridge now, waiting for Sammy, Cinda, Mommy, Daddy and Becca. I miss them terribly but I've met Mary Merrell, Schatizie, Micky and so many therapy dogs up here. I have four legs and a great heart. I'll just wait for everyone to come join me.

Mommy says Satan won the battle by taking me so young when I still had so much work to do on Earth. But she has to believe that God will take that evil and turn it to Good. She beleives that my passing will make a bigger impact on others and for God than if had I been able to stay.

I miss everybody. Please know that everyday I was on Earth I tried to make everyone feel like they were the love of my life. That was my gift to all who met me. Please don't forget me.

Podley Eugene Gerth