I've had too many losses, but I'll sure be greeted by a crowd should I be luckey enough to go where my pets are. I miss my Chelsea Lynne Dew, the first baby my 1st husband and I got. I miss her daughter, Elsie Belle Dew, a feisty copy of her mother. CeCe was a second-hand dog, adopted from an elderly woman sent to a nursing home. It broke my heart the day I found her paralyzed! All these girls were helped out of this world by me. It was their time due to health failure. But not Rosie! I put her to sleep because of her mental problems. I still feel like a murderer!! She was only 7, but had had a hard life already. She could not be left alone; not in a cage, not in the house, not in the yard, not in the garage, not even in the chain-link pen we built!! She injured herself and my house every time she was left. Unfortunately, this was before Canine Separation Anxiety Disorder was discovered. It was the hardest decision I have ever made, including funeral decisions for my first husband's burial! My present husband thought he was going to have to hospitalize me!! I sobbed for 3 weeks when I could be alone. I only hope Rosie will come to me at the bridge.