Libby

Talk about a heartbreak.

Losing a puppy exactly 48 hours after you got her.

A sweet, 12 week old black lab with paws the size of hockey pucks and long legs any girl would dream of.

Gone. But not forgotten.

A friend saved her from the streets and I welcomed her into my heart. A heart that had been closed to the idea of having another puppy in my life. I opened my heart for Libby...and God took her home. I was meant to give that dog the best 48 hrs of her short life. She was meant to find me to help me realize that I am ready for a 4 legged bundle of joy. My heart has been opened.

I will always remember that sweet Libby.