Dear Sweet Dante, Please forgive me for not being able to help you.  You had just been on your own too long, having to get food in any way you could.  You loved people and even got along with your own kind.  You just didn't understand that people would now provide for you.  That you did not have to kill to eat.  Although your days were few with me, I still cry for the suffering you had endured and the future you never got to enjoy.  You were so big and so beautiful and wanted to be loved so much.  Run free Dante...run free... and enjoy the happiness that only the other side of the Rainbow Bridge can provide.  I loved you.   .......May 2006



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