Dear Dexter,
You fought a good fight.
Thank you for fighting. We did all we could, we just couldn't save you.
Your body is too young to fight off the virus that invaded your system.
I hope you were happy for the 4 days you spent with us.
The moment mama brought you home I knew instantly that you are special.
Your ears are not even and even your hind legs are not fully developed. It can hardly support your weight.
Nevertheless, that did not stop you from being active. I find it funny when you run or walk and end up slamming your butt on the floor.
It is also funny to see how your but sways when you walk.
You were like a contortionist. Your hind legs don't seem to possess joints.
I know you hated being caged, but I had to because you did not have any vaccines yet.
But I always make it a point to find time for you to run around the house. Your happiness was evident the moment I set you down on the floor.
I know I will never see that cute face again nor hear your tail wagging against the newspaper.
I know I will never hear you cry because you want to be let out of your cage.
I know I will never hear your little bark again.
I just hope you went away in peace.
Now, you are healthy and happy with your Creator, together with the pets we've lost like Jim2x, Eli and D.
Thank you for being a part of our lives even if it's just for four days.
You are special...you will always be....
Like I promised, I will name one of Dixie's puppy Dexter.
I know I should've been there when you breathed you last breathe.
I am sorry that you had to go without anyone on your side.
I am sad, but I am happy that you are no longer suffering.
You were laid to rest under the mango tree outside my room. In that way, you will still be close to me.
You will always be remembered and loved.
I am so sorry.
If I had known this would happen I would've taken you even when you were still a month old.
I would've cared for you...if only I had known.
I would've spared you from this fate.
I am so sorry.