Wild Mustard

I lost my dear cocker spaniel, Daisy Sunday night. She died in her sleep. She was 14 years old. Daisy, thankfully, didn't suffer. We took her to lunch at her favorite McDonald's--turned out to be her last meal. She died about 2 am. We buried her at dawn. I'm going to miss her for a very long time.




Thanks, Daisy, for all those years you were my best friend--and for always giving better than you got.