While I was driving home from NJ heartbroken after the loss of our pup Palmer, my husband was on his way to Shrewsberry, PA to adopt this 14 week old dapple Daschund.
I miss my boy, every day. Those of you who have pets know it takes a long time for that to pass and then you are able to smile when you remember the snuggles, kisses, the leaps and bounds.
But she's cuddling with me when I'm sad and my husband doesn't feel as lost and she has a family.
I think Palmer would like that.