As I was taking photos of our little miracle this a.m., tragedy struck hard.

My old sweet Katie (who has been here for me for nearly 14 years) took a turn for the worst.

She passed in my arms at 10:26 a.m.

I’m so thankful for the fourteen years we had.

And so completely sad.  I lost the best friend a girl could ever ask for.

When it hurts a little less, I can’t wait to tell you the story of how, in borrowed words from my late grandfather, “A man gets one good woman, one good gun, and one good dog…”