My sweet, dearest, Nellie Girl, Today is your fourth birthday, and I couldn't be happier to say that we're celebrating it together. I hate to think back, but in May I couldn't have told anyone if you'd be here to celebrate it or not. That thought terrified me at the time, because after all, how could my world keep spinning if you weren't in it? I am not ashamed to admit I begged and pleaded God to heal you, no matter what we had to do. The fear of knowing we may not be able to afford "fixing" you nearly drove me insane. The night before taking you to Louisville I barely slept an hour due to imagining every possible scenario that might unfold the next day and again begging God to let whatever treatment you needed to be within our reach. I thanked him and continue to thank him for making it possible to heal your little body. I know you are a dog, but God even cares for you, and somehow in this life, I have done something right to have your...