Tuesday, April 20, 2010


This morning at 10:30 a.m., after all hope had been exhausted, my Reeta, sister of Rosee both Yorkshire Terriers was put down while I held her in my arms. It didn't go well and she fought the vet as tiny as she was for a second. I lost Rosee last Easter Sunday and now two weeks and a day later my other baby is gone as well. I can honestly say I wish I was with them.

I am now alone, and my home is so quiet and empty. It is amazing how something as small as my two girls were, they were able to fill up the house with so much love, laughter and happiness.

I have decided instead of being mad at God for taking them, I would thank him for giving us 13 wonderful happy years together.

Thanks for listening!

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