Jack,



Daddy and I wish so much that we could have told you goodbye, and told you again just how much that we love you.  It is so hard to know that you will never be at our door saying "Good Morning" or running to greet us when we get home.  We so loved holding you in our arms, and it felt so good to have you close to us, purring and content to be in our arms as long as we were willing to hold you.  I remembered that the last time I'd held you, you were kneading my back so much that it hurt, and we looked and we could still see your scratches on our backs.  We went and got tattoos over your scratches, so your last marks on us will always be there.  It makes us feel a little better to have them as a part of us always.  You really were a wonderful girl, and you touched our lives so much.  Although it breaks our hearts to know that you have gone on to another place, we are thankful that you didn't suffer, and that our last memories of you are as that happy, contented baby that we knew and loved. Flip misses and loves you, too, and we will comfort her and take care of her for you.  I came home tonight and your ashes are here, and I held you and rocked you and kissed you again.  I miss you, baby.  We will always remember you, sweet girl.