Vince is with God.....

Vince would have been 10 years old on May 2nd, when I would have seen him (after 6 years of my absence). He lived with my parents but was my dog. He was my graduation present when I graduated from Psychology in 1998.

Vince died in sleep, and now is with God.
I hope I will meet him (and all my pets) when I go to our eternal Home.
I am sure the Heaven must have all our lost pets waiting for us with wagging tails.

I will not see Vince anymore in this life.....

One day Taylor will follow him, and all my lost pets. I dread that day, and now I take one day at a time. I tell myself that Vince had the death I dream about, dying in sleep, really passing away.

May he rest in peace and happiness, where there is no pain but only eternal joy, and bounty of treats and LOVE.