We found Willow the Ancrum SPCA in April 2003. She was a victim of abuse and neglect, heartworm positive, and a pretty sad sight. Hubby saw her and went on a nostalgia trip, and daughter was smitten after a few doggie kisses. I was skeptical, but Willow slowly wore me down.

Her first night home, she climbed into bed with us. We giggled about it, and soon learned that she expected a certain standard of living, lol. She had been quite spoiled by a previous owner and was sure we would spoil her as well.

She has a few habits that make us laugh and others that puzzle us. She eats toys, literally, especially stuffed ones that squeak. Apparently pizza was something she snacked on a bit (at least pepperoni or cheese), and chicken, because she knows those words quite well. She loves children, and we believe she would have made an incredible mother.

She's my walking buddy, sweet baby girl, and snuggle buddy. I can't imagine life without her.