Its been a year since I lost my best friend Bridget but it still kills me just as bad as the day she passed. When I look at pictures I still cry. I seen her be born. She was my buddy from day 1. She was the one who was there to cheer me up with I was down. I miss her little doggy hugs she would give me. I miss hearing her bark as I unlocked the door when I came home.. The little taps of her toenails walking on the kitchen floor. She was like one of my kids.. She was my one true best friend.. I noticed a lump on her neck one night when we was getting ready for bed(she slept with me every night since she was a pup) we took her to the vet only to find out she had a fast growing cancer that we couldnt do anything for besides make her comfortable in her last days with us. It was 2 weeks to the day after we took her to the vet that she had passed.. She would have been 10 this aug 6th.... I dont know why I have waited so long to even post this. It's just been very hard. And I feel it will never get any easier..