In Loving Memory

 I am heartbroken.  I lost my best friend today.

We said goodbye to our little sweet dog Roscoe.  I spent most of the day with her laying on my chest, listening to her breathing get more strained.  I didn't want to let her go.

We've had her longer than the kid's. 
 When I put my mind to something I make it happen.  I thought this would apply to getting pregnant too, but life doesn't always work out how you plan.  After four months of trying unsuccessfully to get pregnant I decided I needed a puppy to love. 

She was my first baby. 

We got pregnant two months after we got her. 

 

She was always very curious and liked to be in the middle of what ever project I was working on.
Here's one of the painting projects she tried to help me with.

Here she is helping me make slip covers for the couch.

No living thing will ever love me as much as that little dog did.
Nothing against my family, they love me very much, but Roscoe was my dog and dogs love you unconditionally.  She would run around the house if she didn't know where I was until she found me.  She would be excited to see me if I came out the bathroom or came back from stepping out to get the mail.  She would lay at my feet while I worked on the computer and sleep on my lap when I watched TV.  She needed desperately to be close to me and I cherished that.

She was always happy. 

She always wagged her tail.  Even when she would bark at people that came to the house the tail was still wagging. 

The sweetest girl with a boy name.
 She never was in a bad mood and when she knew when I was feeling blue she would sit with me and try and make me feel better. She was the best listener.

We will miss you terribly.