Dead of Winter Break

Not everyone loves dogs.
Shocking statement, I know. A series of dogs have left their indelible marks on me from childhood through today. As a young girl, my constant companion was Susie our Beagle, who should have been named Houdini, because she escaped on a weekly basis. Recently, our family said goodbye to Sadie, a fifteen-year-old black Cockapoo. She grew up with our sons and daughter, entertained them with her tricks, and cuddled anyone sitting on a couch.