Missing Thatcher

You know, you would think after 11 years, my heart would be healed but it isn't.  I still miss this little guy every single day.  When he left this earth, my heart was torn in half and half of it went to Heaven with him.  I know some people don't believe animals go to Heaven but I do.   I know I will see him again and he will come running out of the pearly gates to greet me one day.

I love you Thatcher - I miss you so much.

(He confiscated the baby afghan I was making for my Godson - I think he was jealous)