July may mark a period of summer, fun, sunshine and vacations for many, but July has has been a month of sadness for me. My Uncle Bob (my Mom's brother) suddenly passed away last week (a few days after I arrived in Dublin on Day 2, another post to follow shortly) and my dog of 12 years passed away last year marking Sunday, July 12, Biscuit's 1 year death anniversary. She died last year of lymphoma. She passed away roughly about 2 1/2 weeks after her diagnosis. I was making plans for treatment and surgery, but she never made it. I think she only hung on because she felt I didn't want to let her go, which I didn't. Her old age was risky for treatment and surgery and I was warned she might not have been able to handle one or both as a result. I miss her so much. When I had to move around she was always with me. I took her everywhere. She was my BFF and kid. Believe me, she is totally one of a kind and irreplaceable.
Biscuit
10/17/1996 - 07/12/08
