Duchess

Those of you who know us, know how much we love our dogs. Almost two years ago, when we lived in San Angelo, Mom started talking about wanting a little dog. That was a bit unusual because we've always had big dogs and weren't really "little dog" people (they're usually so yappy!). But, Mom decided she wanted a little dog, "like a Pomeranian." Long story short, we ended up with the sweetest little fox-faced Pomeranian dog that we named Duchess. She fit right in to our family, and soon became the most spoiled, petted pup we'd ever had.

Last night, when I got home from puppet practice, I went to let the dogs inside from where they'd been out on their cables while we were all gone. Somehow, Duchess had gotten tangled up in the cables, and was dead. We're all still in shock, or I am at least. It just isn't fathomable that she's gone. All day today, I keep expecting her to run into the room, jump up in my lap, or whine at the door just as we're getting ready to sit down and eat. She was so sweet and precious and lovable, and we're all going to miss her so much.

And for the record, I believe that dogs do go to heaven.

We love you, Duchess!