Dog: Zero – Gold Coast, Australia (02/28/1998 – 02/17/2010)
Loved by all, Zero (Golden Retriever) came into my life at the age of 10 weeks. He was special from the beginning. I call him an “Old Soul.” He was never really a puppy.
Always smart, always alert and very giving. Always by my side, never apart.
We had a terrible year. First my husband David did the unthinkable and abandoned us for a young blond homewrecker in Tulsa. Second – Zero was so lonely as David was Alpha and third I was left with nothing.
We coped – just. He had a stroke, was bitten by a Australian King Brown snake, and then had cancer. He was given the best of care and the best of love, but in the end, I had to end it.
I could not let him suffer. Way to special for my needs, but I miss him so.
I want all of this to be over, I have nothing left. No kids, no home, David took it all and I want to go to the bridge, but that’s just to selfish.
Zero was my light, my life and I miss him so much. I have had his ashes carbonised and waiting on his diamond.
He has his own portrait, his own special cross stitch that my best friend did and it took 3 years. He has his own books and his own gold.
He is at the Rainbow Bridge and he is waiting for me, with Chyna, Spurt, Denise, Blanchie, Cleo, Marcus, Patra, and Simon.
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