My baby girl princess was my baby. She was the smallest litter when I picked her out. I remember when we brought her home she rode on my lap. She would follow me every time I would get up. When I would go out side she would walk from one end of the deck to the other end till she saw her Momma. I would laugh at her when she would go lay in her bed; she would go around and around till she got comfy sometimes she would even fall out of her bed then she would try it again. She always laid on some piece of my clothes even if it was my shoes. The hardest thing is we lost her while we was at my daughter’s for xmas so I don’t know if someone has her. My Mom passed away July 29th so maybe my baby girl is with her. I just need to know where she is. Even her brother Harley keeps looking for her ( A yellow lab). I need to have some peace I think about her every minute of the day.
I love you baby girl.
| Carol Young |