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Sam's story

From my Pawrents

A New Year With You

I'm so grateful for a new year
to spend with you,
my most special one,
my cherished and treasured love,
who has gifted me with happiness and joy,
adventure and excitement,
comfort and peace.
As I look ahead, I see each day with you
filled with warmth and affection,
a deeper, more fulfilling love,
than I could have imagined
in my fondest, most perfect dreams.
A new year with you
is the most valuable, most precious treasure
I could ever have.

The letter.

Letter to God: (Mom found this today in and thought she could share it with you)

Dear God:
Will you please take care of my dog? She died yesterday and is with you in heaven. I miss her very much. I am happy that you let me have her as my dog even though she got sick. I hope you will play with her. She likes to play with balls and she likes to swim. I am sending a picture of her so when you see her you will know that she is my dog. I really miss her.
Love, Meredith

We put the letter in an envelope with a picture of Abbey and Meredith and addressed it to God in heaven. We put our return address on it. Then Meredith pasted several stamps on the envelope because she said it would take lots of stamps to get the letter all the way to heaven. That afternoon she dropped it in the letter box at the post office. A few days later, she asked if God had received the letter. I told her I though he had.
Yesterday there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front porch addressed to Meredith in an unfamiliar hand. Meredith opened it. Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers called, "When a Pet Dies". Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we had written to God in its opened envelope. On the opposite page was the picture of Abbey and Meredith and this note:

Dear Meredith: Abbey arrived safely in heaven. Having the picture was a big help. I recognized Abbey right away. Abbey isn't sick anymore. Her spirit is here with me just like it stays in your heart. Abbey loved being your dog. Since we don't need our bodies in heaven, I don't have any pockets to keep your picture in, so I am sending it back to you in this little book for you to keep and have something to remember Abbey by. Thank you for the beautiful letter, and thank your mother for helping you write it and send it to me. What a wonderful mother you have. I picked her especially for you. I send my blessings every day and remember that I love you very much. By the way, I'm easy to find, I am wherever there is love.
Love, God.

Tika reporting on Sam's visit to the dogtor

Hi everyone...Dad took Sam to the vet and I had to stay home but this is what Sam told me when he got back.
Dad carried him into the vet! He was so weak and couldn't stand up! the dogtor looked in his mouf and ears and listened to his heart and suck a thing you know where! The dogtor and Dad talked about a sample! and talked some more. Then Sam got a shot! in his neck! and some stuff squirted in his mouf! and he started to cry...well he said he didn't but I would have!!!!!!
They came home and Dad put him on the sofa and he just lay there all day and all night and wouldn't eat or drink anything.!!!!
Now it is morning and he wagged his tail at me and asked Mom for some food! She gave him a teeny bit and he is resting again.
I hope he feels better soon cause I miss him and playing by myself is so not fun.
Written and reported by Tika as Sam told her!