Update

OK so it's been a while.  Yes I've been busy.  I'm always busy.  Shortly after my niece's wedding shower my beautiful 15 1/2 year old Shih Tzu, Kenzie, had a heart attack in front of me on the morning of September 18, 2015.  She had been having seizures in the middle of the night (not many but I'd say five in the past year), had developed a heart murmur in the last six months of her life, was in diapers on a daily basis (because she had the run of the house and I didn't want her peeing anywhere - the poop I could scoop and she was managing to poop out the tail hole of the diaper) and I was tending to her glaucoma twice daily by putting drops in her eyes.  She had a great life and sher gave me a great life.  She was loyal to and I was to her.  I was pretty sure when I took her to the vet that day she wasn't coming home with me.  She didn't.  She not only had a heart attack that morning, she also had a growth in her intestine and they suspected without any tests that at her age it was likely cancer and I didn't want to know.  I made the decision to put her down and grieved like I have never grieved over ANYTHING or ANYONE!

This picture was taken in the vet clinic just before she died.

So, it was, the saddest day of my life  . . . I mourned her often, maybe a little bit too often (and still do); at red lights, in bed at night, watching dog commercials on TV, seeing other dogs, while eating lunch one day, every time I talked about her . . . until December 4, 2015 when I finally found a new love . . . not one to replace Kenzie just a new love . . . I named her Charley.  What I didn't realize until I went to meet her was that as Kenzie was on her way out, Charley was on her way in.  Charley was born September 19, 2015 and after being turned down for 7 dogs in my search for a new companion (three rescues and four I was trying to buy but missed them by days (or hours) for numerous reasons) . . . she wasn't ready yet . . . and I kept trying to keep that in my mind but didn't believe it until I finally found her.

She's special.  She's spunky and funny, fast and obedient (as well as a five month old can be), learns quickly and forgets just as fast some days; she's perfect . . . for me . . . she's gotten me off my butt and some days I'm exhausted when I finally get to bed. 

Here she is!  If I can figure out how to turn the picture the right side up Ill do it but for now you have to turn your head sideways!