Dogs

My sister-in-law had one of her dogs die last week.  It was pretty sad.  He was a happy little pup.  I wasn't there when he "went."  He died in an animal hospital and sister was in the same kennel with him, so he didn't die alone.  But my sister-in-law didn't get to see him befrore he died.  It wasn't even my dog and it me pretty hard.  I guess I'm all soft and squishy because I've got all daughters and they cry over everything, and I've got two dogs who are needy little chihuahuas, or at least half chihuahua, cuz I won't have full blooded ones, and they get excited over everyon who comes in the door, and they're sleeping on the bed, while I blog, and tweet, and write down notes for story ideas, and watch TV, and read.  I guess what I'm saying is, I love my dogs.