TO: Toy Boy Kinslow, My Son
January 25, 2002

Well Toy Boy, I sure do miss you. But I am happy for you, but not for me so much, because I will miss you. I know you will be in Heaven. You were such a good dog, the best. Always minded, cared for me, and loved me. I ask you, do you love me, and you answer me back clear as a bell, "I Love You". You really could talk. I blessed you, and hope you would not leave me so soon. But I understand the lord needed you in heaven, to guide the way for Sasha, Evita, and maybe even me. I love you and will always love and pray for you.

When you arrived in heaven look up some old loved ones of mine. Spotty, she was such a good dog. She can really show you how to love. She will be a good mate, you are the best. Then there was Jip, a war hero dog who fought in the 2nd World War, killed the enemy to save and protect his owner in the army all the way across the islands. After Jip's owner was discharged from the army he gave Jip to me. So if you need help or protection, he is your dog. He will do the job. He is a big german shepherd. Be careful, tell him Roy sent you and you will be ok. Next I did have a couple of ducks, Donald and Daisy Duck. Do not talk to them. Unless you learn how to quack. Know there was Minguss, a big persian cat, she is mean just let Jip handle her. Leave her alone. Next look out for our dog Sason. He was and probably is still an escape artist. Do not listen to him just stay where you are until I get there. Well let see, we have Toulous La-Treck, he was a french lover so be careful with him, stick with Spotty, unless you want to do some building, he knows how to read a level, be careful not to make a mistake, he will growl and bark at you. Now last but not least, there is Babette. Very wonderful and loving female dog, she is a little bit of an old maid, not much hope for compassion. So be careful. I forgot, your dad Muffy came by the other day looking for you. He really needed a shave and haircut. I picked him up and told him "what happened?" He was very sad and upset. He asked if there was anything he could do, in his own barking and wagging way, I said, we all tried but there was nothing we could do. We hoped and prayed and tried everything, but then we rejoiced because we knew Toy Boy was now in Heaven.

Well that is about all for now, Take good care of yourself, you are in good hands, The hands of the Lord. No more suffering or pains. Hang in there, I will be with you again some day, God's willing tell we meet again.

Your Loving Dad,
Roy Boy

P.S. Please forgive me, I missed the two main characters in your life, Sasha and Evita, your sister, your mother, and your lovers, they're still looking for you. They miss and will always miss you, save two spots for them. Also say hello to my mother Ruthie, she loved animals.

My TOY BOY

My Toy Boy is gone. Why did you not stay? I miss you each morning. I miss you each day. I look in your room and hope you might say "I Love You". And this you would say in your own loving way. I know this won't be, but I still hope and pray that you will come back to me again another day. I remember your walk, how proud you made me. You walk with such strength and great dignity. You make me so proud. You obey my command. Whatever I ask you did like a man. You loved your mother always and forever. And she loved you like one and another. No one could give more love to his mother than you, Toy Boy, who will always loved her forever. She looks and cries and wonders why you left without saying even goodbye. You looked down from heaven and with a sigh said mother please dearest don't you cry. I am waiting for you; there is no goodbyes. With this did Evita wagged her tail and Toy Boy rejoiced just like a male flaping his wings and then wagging his tail. He barked so loud, this she could hear mother dearest I will always be here.

P.S. With the power invested in me, I bless you in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit you Toy Boy are know and forever shall be Saint Toy Boy, thanks be to St. Francis of Assisi, amen.


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