My little Puddles did not make it....I am heartbroken. She was the love of my life. I miss her so much, I can't begin to describe how much she meant to me. She was my friend, company on those long nights, my travel partner, my knitting buddy, my taster, my Child. I did not protect her as I should have, as my gut told me I needed to. I instead listened to the naysayers and went against what I knew was right. And now she is gone, and I am stuck with the one who killed her. I hear accidents happen, and Daisy didn't know what she was doing, but in my heart I don't want to hear that. I really don't want any other dog but here I am stuck with the one who I don't trust.