My little Daisy was giving to me by my husband who was my boyfriend at the time. We were just kids and I loved little golden puppies. Plus Daisy was born 4 days before my birthday. She’s getting O-L-D (we spell it because we don’t want her to know what we are saying..haha Mom). Yesterday I went to help her get into my car and she screamed. We checked her out at work and one thing lead to another; each thing getting worse and worse. Me turning more and more into a basket case. I have been preparing myself for someone to tell me she has cancer for a while. She’s a golden retriever…that’s what happens to them. But I thought that maybe I could catch it and cut it off or something. Oh no, not my dog. It would have to be buried deep inside of her so I cant see it so that it isn’t easily removed. Anyway, she’s going to live out her days as a spoiled and beautiful golden at our house, going back and forth to work with me. So blog world, be prepared to probably see more of her and her more about her.
This morning, we had a photo shoot. I don’t think she was interested for very long.