With her cancer spreading rapidly in her leg, we made the heartbreaking decision to let Liza go across the Bridge. Her heart, head, and wiggly butt were there, but her leg was failing. F. you, cancer. You may have taken my sweet girls body, but you could never take her spirit and soul. She passed away peacefully in the grass, outside, bathing in the sun that brought her so much joy – surrounded by friends, family and her brother. There are no words to truly express the pain and emptiness that encompasses our house now.
We are eternally grateful we got to share your life, and thank you for bringing so much joy and slobber to ours. We will miss you, sweet girl, and can’t wait to see you again.
All our love, Liza Jane.
