I adopted my little girl Commando when I was three and a half years old and for the past sixteen years she has been by my side the entire time. From starting kindergarten to now starting college shes been not only my best friend but my one true happiness. A few weeks after her sixteenth birthday she got violently sick and I desperately wanted to help her but the only way to truly do so was to painfully say goodbye. I am incredibly thankful to Forget Me Not for the beautiful job done with my precious little girls remains. I couldn’t bear to simply bury her in the yard. The beautiful urn is now on a decorative table in the same place her bed was (when she was not laying on my bed haha) with her collar and a few more mementos from our time together so now she can still be in her spot. Thank You for giving me that gift.