by Jean
(Durham England)
Angel passed away today, she was so poorly for so long, but she fought for her life.
This little grey mouse who I loved dearly waited for me in the morning for her little piece of toast and her water that I gave her through a dropper, and as I went to bed she would pull her frail body to the top of her fleece blanket to get her drink and piece of biscuit then snuggle into her blanket again.
What am I going to do without you to say goodnight to angel, but now Rolo waits as you cross the Bridge, so run free my brave little baby, till we are together again my little girl play once again with a strong new body, goodnight my little brave mouse,
Love and kisses from Mum xxxx

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