When Hunny girl came home in 2002 it was like she was always part of our family. She adjusted so well, and just loved to get "ruba-ruba" from us (which is lovin).  She loved to go for rides and walks. She didn't listen well when off the leash so we did fence in our yard so she would have room to run and play and I didn't have to worry about her running away and me looking like a crazy woman chasing her. And, her thinking that it was all fun and games. We did take dog training class together and that helped some but I think she had been thru too much with her previous family so she was very leary but she did pass the class (I think it was cuz she was so cute).

Right after we got her she started to have seizures, and after talking with Tamra her foster mom who did try to find out from her old place of living they said she never did before. So those were heartbreaking to watch. All I could do was hold her and tell her I love you. And, she knew when one was coming on because no matter what I was doing she'd come and jump on me and have a scared look in her eyes and I'd know.

I sure miss my girl, she was my shadow. If I moved an inch she was right there by my side. The silly girl even thought she was a lap dog, but that was ok as that was one of my favorite things. I would just hold her tight and listen to her breathing thanking God that he gave me such a wonderful furry "daughter."

But, overtime you could tell she was getting worse and then her eyesight went but she was unable to adjust no matter what I tried and that is when we figured out she had a brain tumor. She was confused most of the time and barked unless I sat with her the entire day/night. Then April 24th, she was not good at all. I knew the time had come.

I called my vet, we took lots of pictures with Hunny girl and the kids said their good-byes.  I then went to Wal-mart and bought her cheese and turkey- her favorites and fed her till she was happy as could be.

My vet came out to my Suburban so I wouldn't have to take her inside, then I held her in my lap and let my best friend go....and there I laid with her for some time and just cried and cried. I felt like my heart would break, hard to believe she was gone she was such a sweet girl. And she didn't have to be after all she had been thru before she came home.

So I cannot thank Ragom enough for the work you do, and the lives you save. .. sometimes it's not only the animals you save. So a HUGE thank you, OXOXOX.

Today I picked up Hunny's ashes..that was hard. My beautiful girl is really gone. I guess one cannot live in denial forever.

Thank you for such a wonderful golden.