Seven and three-quarter years ago we met you little man, and your brother. Both of you, had already spent five years at the SPA Sainte. You had been rescued from severe maltreatment. So severe you were handed to me with heavy duty work gloves – you were a mess. I held you in my arms for the three-hour journey home, it was this way we bonded. You finally melted and let go. Teddy, dearest Teddy, we had brought you home.
It took many weeks for you to trust that man, daddy they called him. Men were not top of your love list. But goodness me, when you did, you two were inseparable. What a love you shared. What a depth you both felt. A bond beyond.
Teddy, at just short of 18 years, your body and mind could take no more. Your mind returned to the fear, the gremlins the black demons. Your body was weak, and your kidneys failed. But you, our dearest grey fluff bundle were neither weak nor a failure. You have been the very heart beat of Twilight.
I have never had human children, but this week I lost a son to the rainbow bridge. May your mind be free of fear, perhaps for the very first time. Take that love filled heart and run free now little man. Forever in our hearts, forever the reason Twilight must continue for souls that are abandoned and damaged beyond anything a sentient being should have to experience. Mummy and daddy will always love you Teddy. Thank you for you, dear Teddy xxx