Tasha--I cry myself to sleep every night. I see you everywhere in this house. I think of you as a puppy, and as a dog grown old, but still I want you here with me. This house will never be the same without you. Someday, I will cross over the Rainbow Bridge, and you will come to meet me. Please know that Mommy and Daddy, and the boys all miss and love you dearly. RIP my sweet girl.