Dotty was my little old lady. She came to me in 1990 when she was already 12 years old. Together with her daughter, Kleintje, she took over the house.
She lived with us for 13 years. They were 13 lovely years. Dotty was a wonderful friend. She had no more teeth, but she always enjoyed her food.
Just sleeping in her basket in the sun was an adventure for her. Sitting on a warm lap was the best for Dotty. She enjoyed every bit of her life.
Unfortunately at the age of 25 years she developed cancer. On October 13 she lost the battle.
Dotty, you were a sweetie.
You will always be in my mind.