So far three things are still hard for me to face. When we walk in she would be so excited to see us, when we asked her if she wanted a snack, she would run to the cupboard and howl like a little wolf and not kissing her goodnight and telling her daddy loves her is the toughest. Last thing I did every night. I appreciate all the thoughts and feel for each of you as well. I am still subject to burst into tears, but I know God will help me. We went and looked at Christmas lights by the lake a while ago. That was tough because I told her Tuesday night I would take her when she felt better. She loved to ride in my truck anytime. That was tough and I made it by praying if there is a doggy heaven, she was watching. Thanks fellows, I know I am long winded, but writing my thoughts is therapeutic for me. Thanks, Danny