With trixie, ths little dog, who I found in the alley in June. My 9lb Minitur Pincher. After my terrible bleedings in the past 5 weeks - first my beloved Bolo, then Mom - @ least I realize that I can protect and help this little animal. And the deal with Trixie is that she is also obssessed with me. Funny stories of her being so out of sorts when Im gone, and her sheer joy @ my returns. Runs down into my sisters bed in the early AM while I shower - and when the shower stops, she races back out of bed and upstairs so she can be with me. And our partings are hard - when I go off to school, she knows she will be alone for the next 7-9 hrs. When Mom was still alive, we had a caretaker with her - and trixie loved her. So, I do fear for her lonliness everyday. And it's not an unhealthy obssession - Trixie is really helping me in these most empty, lonely (where ARE YOU Mom - WHY did you have to leave us???), and cold days. Everybodies helping, of course - but Trixie is also a huge help.
