I'm writing this now on March 25th to you Ginger, what would have been your 10th birthday. I knew last year at this time that you probably wouldn't be around to celebrate, and though it was hard to imagine life without you, it sure is harder to live it. Since you've gone we bought a nice house with a nice yard. You would have loved it, but I sense you're up there watching us enjoy it. I hope from your view, you can smell the grass growing now and see us out there playing and laughing. We think of you and talk about you all the time and miss you every single day. Life is empty without you. You were always there, ready to join in, always watching. You lived your life the best you could, living it for us. I miss your soft ears, your brown eyes watching me, your tail constantly wagging. Mostly I miss your company, I never thought I'd miss just talking to you every day all day, my constant companion. Ginger, you were here for me when I needed you the most, and thanks for that. I hope I helped by being there for you too. You were graceful as a grey lady and aged seamlessly, though much too quickly. My memories of your too short life fly from puppyhood, jumping all over everybody, to quiet rest and everything in between. I hope you're running around with all my other friends Bozo, Booker, Pandy, Jesse and Maggie. I know I'll see you again someday and hope your popcorn smelling hands are there to hold mine again someday. Gigi, ggbells, my little wonder, Mamma loves you and misses you, along with Nolan and Ander. Happy Birthday baby girl, enjoy the chocolate cake, I think up there it's OK to have!