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The trials and tribulations of your almost normal wacked-out mid-western several-times-over blended family.
Cupcake didn't walk, she pranced, everywhere.
She was just the cutest ball of fuzzy black fur and, no, I never thought she looked like a bat. She was always so happy and loved to see everybody and travel everywhere. She loved Oscar and Ginger and she never knew she wasn't a wiener, too.
She was Nana's little girl and was always so well behaved when I took her out with me...something I could never do with Ginger Pye, she's a spaz when we go anywhere.
Yes, she leaked whenever she saw Grandpa for the first 6 months and had several "accidents" in the house. I never minded, she was too excited to stop playing and go outside...plus, she usually did it in Jack's room.
Cupcake was the best little dog, ever, and had the best disposition. It just is so sad that she had to be taken from you when she was so young. You deserved to have 10 more years with her.
Watching her get sick was the saddest thing I've ever seen. She just wanted to be the same perky Cupcake and she just couldn't do it anymore. It broke my heart.
I miss her and I am so sad that she can't be there for you..she always was there by your side when you were sick. The u/c, the chemo, the shoulder, she was always there to snuggle with you and stand guard.
Of all the things I wish I could change for you, I really wish you could have your precious Cupcake back, I know how much she did for healing your soul.
Love,
Amy