The worst day of my life...

This is a sad post. Last Wednesday, Seth and I had the worst day of our married life. Our little dog, Lucy, was hit by a car and she didn't make it. It was terrible. She was such a fun addition to our family, and although some would consider a dog a pet, Lucy was family. She was a "kid" to Seth and me, a "granddog" to Grandma Tina and Grandpa Jerome, a "sister" to Moses, and Stan's cousin. We cried until we couldn't cry anymore, and we still do every now and then. She was a great friend, a FAST runnin partner, an awesome hunting companion, and a sweet little cuddler. We will never forget Lucy and hope those of you who have played with her, been "kissed" by her, and loved by her will remember her fun, sporadic attitude and happiness. Thanks for all the love we've been given! Seth and Hai