Last night I lost my baby girl Cheyenne of 3 years of age. She was beautiful in so many ways. She lived a short life but it was long in so many ways. She endured alot but was loved more than I think she knew. She was a highly intelligent dog, everything she knew was self taught. I never had to train her she learned from watching her brothers and sisters. She faired through giving birth in July to a beautiful litter of puppies, one of which we kept so they could stay together. I always called her bed buddy because every night she would curl up under the covers and stay by my side all night. Needless to say last night I didnt sleep a wink without my baby girl there beside me. i don't think she suffered much, she went into a seizure and three hours later she took her last breath laying in my arms. I wanted to keep her with me but I knew she was barely hanging on, she put up a tough fight because she never took any crap from anything, not even death would stop her. I pleaded with her to let go, and go to the bridge. I know shes amongst fur friends now and I can peace of mind knowing that she is ok now and maybe one day I can meet her at the bridge. CHeyenne you were so loved, and you will always be missed. I will carry you with me always.