Today would have been Minnie's 20th birthday. Unfortunately, she is not here to celebrate with us but we did get 17 fabulous years with her. I'm sure all of us girls have their favorite "Mooch" stories and any one who grew up with us probably have one too. :)
We got Minnie when Jonnie was three. The six of us really wanted a tiny, teacup Yorkshire terrier but God knew better and Minnie was a big tomboy. Jonnie was obsessed with Minnie Mouse at three, probably because Jonnie and Minnie Mouse have always had that small, cute voice.
One of my favorite memories with Minnie would be our midnight microwave buttered popcorn nights. Usually after we would have too many cocktails(always when we were 21 and older of course), she would see us stumble in and knew she was having a popcorn night! She loved it and we always felt way better in the morning. Nowadays, Jonnie the vet tech tells us not to share food with our four legged babies, not even buttered popcorn.
Summer and I are lucky because we have Minnie with us everyday. I know a lot of people might be a bit creeped out having their dog's ashes in the house, but not our family. Each of our dogs that have passed are in a gorgeous wooden box, with their picture near and their paw print pressed in clay. Our family always ends up spending lots of time in the room that have their ashes laughing and fighting and we think they would like it that way. We talk to them and seeing their pictures remind us of our special time with them. Maybe it is creepy to some, but to me and my family its just another way to show our love to our dogs that are always taken from us too soon.
Love you Mooch!
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