Skeeter

I found out yesterday that my dear Yorkie/Chihuahua dog passed away on February 26 evening at my parents' barn in the backyard. My dad called the dogs to come in for the night. Only Lucky the pug and Gunner the black lab came in. No skeeter. So He went out to looked for him. He found Skeeter laying next to the barn. Gunner tried to move him but he wasn't moving at all. So my dad tried to move him. Nothing happened. So He knew that Skeeter is gone. So my dad put Skeeter in a box and buried him in the backyard. My family had a good crying together. My mom forced my dad to tell me because they knew that Skeeter is so special to me. I love Skeeter. I have always so excited every time I visit to my parents and played with Skeeter. I hope that Lucky will be OK for a while because Lucky and Skeeter are "married together". I was bawled yesterday after I found out about it. Derek and my guinea pig comforted me. He is about 12 years old. He had an arthritis in his legs. I knew it's getting closer time to go. You will be miss terribly! I love you, Skeeter. RIP with Shadow the yellow lab. You are welcoming to walk around in my house with your spirit body dog. I really wanted to squeeze hug you so badly. I will always remember you and Shadow.