It is the story of Picolina who comes from Serbia as one of my dogs who made me know Little Belle. A little dog that is the symbol of hope and a wonderful proof that affection can work miracles. I would like to tell you Irene that today is a great day because on a May 5 was born a woman with a big heart and also a small dog with immense courage. I don’t want to be sad, nothing is finished, it’s something else that begins, for all your family. Let me write you this Indian prayer, it reminds me of Little Belle. I write it with the strength, the smile, the courage that inspire me your beautiful lady. Excuse me, English is not my mother language.
When I am no longer there, release me,
Let me go, I have so much to do and see
Do not cry, thinking of me, Be grateful for the beautiful years, I have given you my friendship, You can only guess The happiness you have brought me. I thank you for the love that each one has shown me, Now it’s time to travel alone. For a short time you may have trouble. Confidence will bring you comfort and consolation. Let memories soothe your pain, I’m not far away, and life goes on … If you need, call me and I will come, Even if you can not see me or touch me, I will be there, And if you listen to your heart, you will clearly experience
The sweetness of the love I shall bring. I am the thousand winds that blow, I am the flicker Snow crystals, I am the light that crosses wheat fields, I am the sweet autumn rain, I am the awakening of the birds in the calm of the morning, I am the star that shines in the night,