For the next 4 years at the kennels where you were, we would meet up each and every weekend, I was unable at the time to take you away from there and look after you full time, I would hear from the staff how you would sulk and not eat, I used to think that they were trying to get me to adopt you there and then which, I would've done but you didn't like or get on with my dear sheba and so I was unable to adopt you untill that unwanted day when I lost her also to cancer, and from there on that day when I came to you to take you away from the kennels for good, somehow you already knew.