RIP Baby Camel Anaiia. I am choosing to remember you like this. Sweet, soft and giving me kisses. I really hope the images of your last days where the light in your big beautiful eyes was fading disappear. I really hope the smells of the Necropsy room fade away and are replaced with the sweet smell of your straw-laden fur as you nestled my cheek. I really hoped you would continue to steal more hearts with your Spirit, instead I had to carry yours to the scale. 854 grams of tissue and fibers fails in comparison to the weight your death has left on my heart. Thank you for teaching me so much. Thank you for spending your limited time here with me. I’ll see you on the other side of The Rainbow Bridge.
