Sunday, July 29, 2012


Wilma My Other Dog

I think the best word to best describe Wilma would be, loyal. She loved her family and was the happiest when she was following one of the seven kids around. At age 16 she passed. She tolerated many babies loving on her and snuck bits of food from their unsuspecting hands. She always squealed with delight when I came to visit, mostly because I always brought her a treat in my luggage. This gentile and sweet creature will be missed by her family and set the bar high for companionship. It won't be the same without her sweet face welcoming me. I know her family is crushed but will see her again.

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