for my 14th birthday, i was given a yorkshire terrier. i had wanted one for ages, and my siblings all had a dog and i thought yorkies were lovely. When i got her she could fit in the palm of my hand. i named her hilda, a name my autistic brother picked out.

She was the loveliest dog ever. she was so tiny yet she would run up the stables with my mother and come to horse showswith us without a peep. I have aa number of hearing problems and whenever i had a operation hilda would lie with me for days untill i was completly better. she would follow me aroundthe house and sneak upstairs to lie on my bed. she was with me 24/7 and never did wrong.

her favorite time of year was christmas. she loved opening her presents and coming upstairs to sleep with me. i use to carry her around in a little bag, and she must be the only dog to walk around in tutus fairy boppers, ladybird rain coats, fairy wings, princess crown. i could easily sat i spoiled her rotton.

but last month, when she was only three years old she caught a infection vrey quickly and was too small to overcome it. she died in her sleep in the night and i found her the next morrning. its very hard to get my head around beacause it all happened so fast. i miss her very much and it doesnt seem right with out her. littlethings everyday make me miss her. like seeing her empty bed, and not seeing her in the morning when i wake up for college.

i cant really express how much i miss my little dog. she never did wrong and was always by my side and lie seems very empty with out her. some people have told me it helps to get anouther dog, but we cant really afford one atm and im not sure if i could get anouther yorkie. hilda was too unique.

Even worse, just yesturrday my brother lost his dog who had to be put down due to atumour. its very hard losing two in one month

ill never forget hilda. she was there all through my early teen years and the one i cryed to. i have her engraved on a necklace so i never forget her

r.i.p Hilda.