Ruth, I am so very sorry about Pepys. He was certainly one of the most inquisitive handsome boys I've ever seen.
Let's hope he's once again with Uncle Oliver, digging for mouses


LITTLE DOG ANGEL




HIGH UP IN THE COURTS OF HEAVEN TODAY


A LITTLE DOG AWAITS

WITH THE OTHER ANGELS HE WILL NOT PLAY

BUT SHE SITS ALONE AT THE GATES

FOR I KNOW THAT MY MASTER WILL COME, SAYS HE

AND WHEN SHE COMES, SHE WILL CALL FOR ME

AND HIS MASTER FAR ON EARTH BELOW

AS SHE SITS IN HER EASY CHAIR

FORGETS SOMETIMES, AND SHE WHISTLES LOW

FOR THE DOG THAT IS NOT THERE

AND THE LITTLE DOG ANGEL COCKS HIS EARS

AND DREAMS HIS MASTER’S CALL HE HEARS

AND I KNOW WHEN AT LENGTH HIS MASTER WAITS

OUTSIDE IN THE DARK AND COLD

FOR THE HAND OF DEATH TO OPEN THE GATES

THAT LEAD TO THOSE COURTS OF GOLD

THE LITTLE DOG ANGEL’S EAGER BARK

WILL COMFORT HER SOUL IN THE SHIVERING DARK.

Author Unknown



Until the day you meet Pepys again at the Bridge XX

PS I am sat here with tears rolling down my face, I feel so sad for you :cry: