A Letter to Mikey

My Little Moo,
This last week has been very difficult for me, I know you must be sick of me constantly hovering over you, looking in your eyes, checking your vitals, allowing my fear at times get the best of me. The vet said 3 days is what we would have to wait for your results...it felt like forever and my heart literally broke in two during those days. The thought that I could lose you overwhelmed me at times, I know you could not hear my cries but once again, you knew of my pain and as the tears rolled down my face, you caught them.
I am ecstatic that your test results are good, I'm sure you could tell as I picked you up and danced around the room with you in my arms....dancing with my Moo, once again.
I know you still don't feel all that great but whatever the problem, we know it will be manageable, you are not leaving me yet, at least not today and today is good.
I will do whatever I have to do to make sure you start feeling better, just be patience with me and allow me to freak out once in a while, after all...you are my best friend and the thought of losing you scares the hell out of me.

Almost seven years ago, you walked into my life and helped to stop my suffering, you helped to ease the pain of losing my baby and you brought sunshine back into my world. I owe you more than words could ever express, you are the reason I began to live again.

So the next time I have to give you a pill or I wake you up to make sure you are breathing for the fifth time in one day, know that it is only love...my love for you, my little Moo.