Yesterday would of have been her 13th birthday.
Lady was Marcelo's beautiful Great Dane. She came all the way from Argentina. One of the things we had in common was eating delicious food (she never ate dog food) She was never a dog in the Figuera's family, she was a sister, a daughter and a friend. This might sound weird but I don't feel like she is dead I just feel like her physical body is not here anymore and that she is free and happy somewhere else, at least that's what I like to think. I have never experience the death of a family member before and it is a very weird feeling, I feel like a part of my heart is missing.
I sure miss doing your nails even though sometimes you didn't like the nail polish. Happy Birthday wherever you are!