Muffie


July 4, 1988 - July 19, 2002

God saw that you were getting tired and a cure would be too hard on your little heart and not a promise to work anyway. So he put his arms around you and whispered "Come to me".

A golden heart stopped beating, Hard working paws now rest.

God broke our hearts to prove to us He only takes the best.

Mom loves you and misses you terribly Muffie!

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