Around the same time that my grandmother passed away, I lost another dearly loved one: Rosie the Toy Fox Terrier. It might seem silly to care about the death of a pet dog, but I'd had Rosie since I was six years old, and she had loved me in her simple puppy way when no person could reach me, so her absence has hurt too. I miss her unconditional love and snuggles and playfulness and though I am more than grateful for the fourteen years I did have with her, there are still some tearful days when I really wish I could cuddle up to her just for a moment. She was a fantastic companion and I know she's missed by more people than even seems logical. Miss Rosebud was fabulous.
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