Sweet Rescue Baby

by Valerie
(SC)

Our Winnie

Our Winnie

You came from the pound. Why you were there we'll never know. Lucky for us you were. You walked to us so humbly, head on the ground, butt in the air. You were a skinny little thing. Part dachshund, part chihuahua, full of love and laughter.

I don't know how old you were when we brought you home, but for 10 years you graced us with your presence. They called you Winnie, and we didn't change your name. Winnie, but you were also Winwinn, Winna, and our Sweet Rescue Baby.

Lover of rubber squeaky toys, you were in charge of all you could see, which mostly was the house since you didn't like going out much. You made us laugh, loved us, comforted us when we were sad, gave us "sweet growls" and many Winnie hugs.

It has only been a week since we had to help you cross the bridge. Cancer is an ugly thing, and it took away from us the most loved member of our family. You have left a big hole in all our lives, my sweet girl.

I love you, and I know that you are looking down on us all, thankful that we rescued you. However, I know the truth, you really rescued us.

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