My sweet little girl, I can't believe you have been gone from us for 2 days. I still can't stop crying. I keep going over in my mind if there were something else I could have done, but my precious girl I couldn't let you be in pain. Walter is lost without you. He may be seven times your size, but you were his backbone. I remember when we got him and I was so afraid you were going to be upset, but you took him under your wing and raised him. I remember when you used to play wrestlemania with him- talk about a heart attack waiting to happen- a tiny min pin wrestling with a 20 wk old wild German Shorthair Pointer puppy. As always you kept everything under control and called all the shots. Olivia keeps sniffing around all of your special places and Rocky just seems anxious. I hope by now you are with Sebastian, Tibet and Simon and that they have introduced you to Roxanne (our first min pin). I thought my heart would break in two when she died. That's when I found out about you- and you weren't even born yet- it would be 12 more days until you made your appearance. I remember the first time I saw you - you were only a week old and had just had your tail docked. You were such a tiny little thing- the runt of your litter. the breeder was amazed you pulled through as you had gotten stuck in the birth canal and didn't take your first breath until five minutes after you were born. Even at birth you were a stubborn fighter. Your boy made you a lovely memorial on Facebook (and I did, too) and I cannot believe how many people have sent condolences. You touched so many people especially me.

My sweet little girl, I can't believe you have been gone from us for just over week. Yesterday was so very difficult-I spent most of it crying (yes, even at work). I miss you so much. The house just isn't the same. We all miss your energy-right now it just feels like a mixed up jumble. I keep trying to focus on 1 Oct 2004. That was dog day: the day you officially came home. Sebastian loved you so much and always wanted to be your protector. One of the few comforts I have right now is that you two are together. Rocky wasn't happy, but eventually adjusted. I remember how he used to take your toys, turn his head and hold them out of your tiny reach. It would make you so mad. You, however, my darling got the last laugh as by the time you were 3 you assumed the position of alpha from him and there was nothing he could do about it. You were always my strong, fearless, determined girl.