She walked into our lives
My precious Skeetie, which walked into our lives some 8 years ago when we rescued her from a life of abuse. She was left in our yard to die, half-starved to the point you could see every rib and beaten so badly her jaw was broken. My husband tried numerous times to try to get to her to help her, but she would run from him. It was when I walked out into the yard and spoke to her that she came running to me and climbed into my arms and my heart forever. We lost her last Wednesday when she lost her battle with cancer. But the footprints she left on our hearts will remain forever.
Uploaded on December 16, 2014