It has been three months, little girl, and I still cry. I am not as devestated as I was, and am becoming more able to laugh again when I talk about you. I see you in my dreams every night, but not as you were on your final day, when every movement, every slighest touch caused you so much pain. I don't dream of you partially paralyzed, unable to walk, unable to follow my every footstep like you did for so many years.

I dream of you running, dancing, jumping, every move an expression of your joy in not being in pain! I dream of your brown soulful eyes being bright and clear, not dimmed with age, nor hazed in pain! I dream of you doing your silly little "wiggle-dance", and the crazy way you would put your head between your front legs, looking up at me "upside down" with your little fanny stuck up in the air, tail wagging madly, all done just to say you were glad to see your "Daddy"!

Do you visit me in my dreams every night, little girl, to show me that I made the right choice in letting you go, that you are not lost to me, but just absent on this plane of existence? That one day we will play together again? I can only dream!

Loving you still, Bitsy!

Daddy

What a sweet picture! And a lovely letter to your little buddy. I think it's great that you are dreaming such good images. I hope I will do that too sometime soon. Hold on to those dreams!

Thank you, Donna. I hope you don't mind, but I looked at some of your other posts to find out what your cat's name was.

You stated in another post that you felt "1/2 second" disappointment that Niles wasn't Frasier...that is the very reason that I didn't get another chihuahua...I didn't want to be constantly and unfairly be comparing any other pet to Bitsy. And, believe you me, my Jack Russell Terrier (Fancy) is anything but like Bitsy! Being able to laugh at the crazy things Fancy does doesn't make me stop longing for Bitsy, but it does help me to be able to laugh again remembering all the funny and endearing things that my beloved Bitsy did!

Thanks for your words.

Andy