Death Of Woody

Woody The Lion Dog died in his sleep this morning. Standing guard by the door making sure we were safe while we slept. He had never known love before I brought him in off the street. His struggles and his courage makes his death even more profound to me. He was beloved by us all. His gentle beatific grace and his warm and generous love will be missed. You know I loved you Woody. We will see each other again beyond the veil and in my dreams.❤