You have done the hardest, but at the same time the kindest, thing that anyone can ever do for a suffering dog. We all feel for you and there are dark days ahead for a while, but your beautiful memoreis of Popsy will get you through. She was such a lucky little girl to have found you, even if it wasn't for as long as you would have liked.
Sleep tight, Popsy.
A piece of my heart
By Fionna Duncan
A piece of my heart is made of you
A small but vital place
Full of memories of happy times
That nothing could displace
It’s nestled in and settled down
Like a sleepy, winter mole
It's part of me now, flesh and blood
And it's connected to my soul
In time it will be pushed aside
And other parts will swell
With pets and people and places too
That I will love as well
But you will always be with me
So secure and tucked away
I'll know that you are safe in there
And we'll meet again some day
And when my heart begins to fail
Grows old and frail and weak
You'll still be in that special place
Till it gives its final beat