
Three years ago today, we had to say goodbye to our little girl.
There’s not a day we don’t miss her.
Don says it doesn’t seem possible that she has been gone three years. For me it does, simply because my Dad passed away three years ago last October and less than four months later, we lost Scout. A double strike to my heart.
The above photo is very blurry but it remains one of my favorites of her. Her joyful, mischievous, and playful personality is on full display. She was so, so smart. And so, so funny.
We had her with us for over 16 years.





Howling.

Pouncing.
I have thousands of photos, of course. I could fill up a month’s worth of posts.
She was an angel who blessed us with her presence and for that we are so grateful.
I miss her. I’m not the same without her.
And no, it’s not time for another dog for us. When it’s time, we’ll know.


With our beloved Riley.

The heart marking that never failed to astound us.
I hope she’s with us on a daily basis and that I’m simply too caught up in my routine to realize it. I’d give anything to feel her presence again. And Riley’s. And Winston’s.
All my babies.
Happy Friday.





