My Sweet Cilla
Light of my Life
9-26-92 - 2-16-2006
a beginning that starts with an ending
February 16th was the worst day of my life. My Cilla girl, my rock, died unexpectedly at the vet during a routine blood test. She didn't deserve to die scared to death. She was my best friend. Our little family of three has been reduced to 2 now, and frankly Buddy and I are rather lost. When you live with someone that long, sleep next to each other every night, and love each other every day unconditionally for 13 years, it is a devastating thing to unexpectedly come home from the doctor without your best friend.
I can't do this yet, I'm just not ready,
Gina