My mother first couldn't wrap her head around why I needed this for my dog. I told her that in his last month of his life I spend more on vet visits, x-rays and meds for him than what this stone will cost me and that I gave him the best in life, so why not give him the best in death. She than understood. This was my last gift and duty to my dog that I had for 7 years.
My mom is an amazing writer (I have no idea why that trait skipped me) and she helped and gave me the best closure that I could ask for. She wrote a poem to be engraved on his memorial stone.
The sun just doesn't seem to shine so bright. We have no little dog to kiss goodnight. A big chunk of our heart is gone, I know that we will carry on. God gave you to us for awhile, thoughts of you will always make us smile. Your body is no longer here, we can feel your sprit near. The thoughts of you always bring us joy. You are our little puppy boy.
Corny to some but it sums it up perfectly for me.
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