It has been several weeks since the nightmarish day of my life, but yet, I still have tears in my house thinking of her. Tasha was a healthy, naughty, amazingly affectionate dog
. She was the only puppy for her mom, and was such a darling. All of us at home doted over her, and she was so used to the affection and doting she knew exactly when you cooed to her, the names you use to call her affectionately. She was absolutely healthy, no problem, and suddenly, one morning, my dad found her dead.