I’m in the process of reading your book. I know how sad it is to lose a pet. When I was a teenager we had a poodle named Peppy. He was a really good dog and we all loved him to pieces. He was always an indoor dog until my mom remarried and her new husband made us chain him outside. One day while I was at work he got off the chain and ran to the highway and got run over. I came home and my first question was where is Peppy. They said he had been killed. I remember crying for such a long time. When he was alive you could hear him wherever he was because his tags would jingle. After he died I swore that I could hear him in the house. I just knew that his ghost was wandering through the house. It kind of was a comfort to think that he was still around. I missed him more than you could know. Well, I’m now 50 years old and my kids have never had a pet. Finally my husband said we could get a dog because my daughter wanted one so badly. We got a doxie puppy, named Gideon. He is now a year old and we love him so much. He is so much a part of the family we cannot even think of him not being around. I feel like he is our baby and I tend to be a bit overprotective and take him to the vet at the blink of an eye. He sleeps with us and lays on our laps and plays and plays. He is such a good boy. I just wanted to write and let you know that I know exactly how you feel when it comes to our babies. They truly are a joy in our lives.

Kathy from MO