Wednesday, November 30, 2005
I have spent a lot of today thinking about Tippi. Remembering her as a pup, How she was as she grew. How she would always be with me whenever I needed a friend. Then I thought about how Sascha was returned to us, just before we lost Tip. Someone, somewhere knew I would need someone, or something, to help me get through losing Tippi. Sascha was/is that someone/something. She has had me laughing today, even though I didn't want to. She is crazy, but I love watching her play. She bullies her Dad, and he weighs five times what she does. Yet she pushes him all over the place, drags him accross the floor by his collar, takes his toys off him. She really makes me laugh.
Here's Sascha