Dear Little Snickers,
I'm sorry you had to suffer, you were a brave little fella, tolerating the needles, the pills and the force feedings like a little trooper. I have cried buckets and don't know what to do with myself since I don't have you to care for. There have been big empty places in my day today. Your siblings know you are gone, they sit at the gate and whimper. I believe that there is a special place in Heaven just for you and the only comfort I have is knowing that God wanted you with him. I miss you my Little Snicks.
Crystal L. Logan
"To wonder at an animal is to begin to understand God."