Tosca, you were so much more to us than just a pet.  You were simply, our baby boy.  You carried the spirit of Christmas in your hear and soul every day of your life.  You were kind, loving, affectionate, funny, but most of all you were a full member of our family and we all miss you so much.



I know that I put you to sleep, but I had no choice, as your back legs kept on giving way and you were old and in pain.  It was the only way I could stop your suffering.  



I hope that you have crossed over the rainbow bridge, found grandad, and all of our other pets.



We will always remember you, and I pray that one day, when our time comes to die, we will all find each other and be together again, forever.



Even in death we have a bond, so strong that nothing can break it.  When I see another samoyed, I do not see you, as I know that you were one of a kind, so special and we were so lucky to of shared our lives with you.



Sleep well, and I hope to see you again one day in the future.  Always remember, that you are my baby boy and I love you more each day.  



Bye for now, until we met again, mummy.