I had found 3 flat stones a few weeks ago. I knew I wanted to do something with them for your memory garden, but I was not exactly sure what that was. For some reason, I kept putting it off. I thought about, My TY GUY, I love Ty and even I <3 u. I just left them sit in the garage. Today has been a rough one for me buddy. I am not so sure why. It is not an anniversary of anything. I am just missing you so much today. I have gotten out your box and held your collar to my face and buried my nose into your bag of fur and bawled my eyes out. Funny, nowhere else could I admit I did this. I sat outside on the rock beside your garden and it hit me. I had found 3 rocks. I knew exactly what I would do with them. The plaque has been in there since I made the garden, but I don’t think the inscription was readable. So true! Hurts, but it is so true. I have found pennies and dimes for the last 2 days. This morning the soap wrapper was drug out of the trash. I know Lucy was probably the culprit, but it made me think of you. Oh, to hug you again. To feel those ears of silk, to see those kind eyes looking at me. I hope you are having the time of your life at the bridge. I now know when I get the courage and knowhow to make your tribute slideshow, that is the song I am going to use. (I hope you have the time of your life!) Just hit me now, that is what I will use. I love you TY Guy!