Well ladies, I wasn't going to tell my story here at all but now I guess I will. I know most of you have seen that I lost my Ginger yorkie age 15 this summer.
Our only child Sarah, she was 20, was murdered June 2003. Her boyfriend shot her in the back. To get on with it, my Ginger and Sarah were very close. Not only did she go to the window when it was time for her to come home from work, she did this for months. However there have been many times I KNOW Ginger was greeting Sarah. She would wag her tail, go to 'their' favorite place, at night growl at nothing then wag her tail, looking up. I kid you not. Her health went down after her death. now they are together. |