Some of you know me and know how much I love dogs. Last week I had five. This week I have four left.
Last week I had to say goodbye to my littlelest buddy, my Chihuahua, Gizmo.
To say that he was a member of my family is an understatement. He was over a dozen years old and he’d been with us through it all. Through the highs and the lows, through thick and thin.
Gizmo, my good little boy, I love you and I miss you something terrible. I know it’s impossible but I wish you could have lived forever. Thank you for being a blessing in my life for so long.
If you aren’t in heaven when I get there then I’m not going.