I lost my baby dachshund, Wrinkles, on November 13. She had heart problems & had a hard weekend. I took her to the vet on Saturday & was told to come back Monday if she didn't get better. I called Monday morning to tell them I was bringing her in. I came home to get her & found her already gone. My little girl was only 8 years old. She was my best friend, my trusting little angel & I feel as though I let her down. She was always there for me when I felt no one else was. She was the prettiest, sweetest, most loving baby girl in the world. I miss her sitting by me while I'm on the computer, laying with me while I watched TV, sleeping with me with her head on my pillow. I miss the sound of her scratching the door to get in from outside. Her little scratch marks are still there. I left & she was laying on the couch watching TV & I told her I love her & I would be right back. She was gone when I got back. She took my heart with her. She took my soul with her. I want my baby back so bad. I can't go through one day without crying for her. I want her to go bye-bye with me again. I want to put her harness on & take her for a walk. Mostly I want to hug her & kiss her & tell her how wonderful she is again. I feel so lonely & empty without her. I can't see having Christmas this year without my baby girl. She is my angel baby.