Sad Anniversary

I have been thinking off and on these past few days that this past weekend will make two years ago that I lost Gidget to kidney failure. I have lots of regrets regarding the short time I got to spend with her, about three and a half years. The first being that I regret not being her mommy for her entire life. The next was selling and moving from my condo, which set off a chain of negative events that lasted for the next two years, including, the worst, Gidget losing her sighted eye in what I think was a grooming accident. Long story. She went with me to the move to Carmen Ave., and got sick shortly after things in my life started to get happy again. When she got really sick, and I knew it was near the end, I was always worried that I would come home from work and find her gone. She died exactly how I had hoped, cradled in my arms. It strikes me often that the dogs that are on my retail site are both gone now, Penny for three years, having died a few days before moving to the Carmen house. I leave them on the site, because in a way, it keeps their memories alive for me.