MacKenzie was the "sissy dog." Everytime my sister moved away she was replaced with a cocker spaniel. When my sister died, I again chose to replace her with a cocker spaniel...ergo the "sissy dog."
She was a good friend, a cute girl, and a friend to all. Denny is bereft, as are all who knew her. We love her and she will remain in our thoughts.
Today MacKenzie went to sleep forever. She had simply, like many people do, lost her way. In the beginning, it was an adorable trait. She would follow me into the bathroom and would wedge herself between the toilet and the wall and not understand where she was, or how to extract herself. We would giggle and laugh about it, but lately she could not remember how to get in from outside, or where outside was for that matter.
She was a good friend, a cute girl, and a friend to all. Denny is bereft, as are all who knew her. We love her and she will remain in our thoughts.
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