My baby girl came to me when she was 4 months old. Her previous owners had shoved her into a kennel that she had outgrown. She had not been potty trained, was scared of her own shadow, couldn’t navigate stairs and would keep walking into the chain link fence. I took her in to my home and my heart. She went hiking and camping with me. She climbed a couple 14Kers. She was the most sweetest and gentle dog. She was so devoted to me that as her body was failing around her she still choose to stay. Our walks kept getting shorter and shorter, slower and slower, but her spirit was still strong. She was a big foundation to me and my life. Such a contribution to have had her. She was my sweet pea, pumpkin and will always remain in my heart. She may have left her body that could no longer jump and play but now she has her wings to fly and soar!