My son, my first, my love. Cody was born on October 2, 2001. I got him when he was six weeks old. It was hard at first for me to be a new mom, I have never done it before. I sat on the floor and played, watched and loved him for the first two weeks. Cody went to day care, kindergarten and to Grandma’s when I was at work because I didn’t want him to be lonely. When off work, Cody was always with me. I took videos of him and his first snow, his first carrot and Cody barking at the plastic bag. My Mom sang him songs and taught him how to roll over. He was so well trained and so loved.
In the end he was sick, but my sister found the best vet ever, Jan Sharrod and she helped him to have three months more of a happy, pain free life.
I will forever love and cherish the happieness and love Cody has given me, he changed my life. I hope to see him again in another life. I hope he feels better now that he has left his failing body behind. I hope he is with me as I mourn his loss every day. I hope the pain that I feel lessens because sometimes it is unbearable.
I love you my Son. Love Mom