Chilly and damp today in Quincy. Rosie is coming down the hill with her dad, from one of their daily walks. Wishing my legs could carry me that far without feeling pain later. Watching out the front window, I notice her getting older. More and more gray around her precious face. She still has that puggy pep in her step. But maybe alittle slower. Seeing my husbands mouth moving, know they are having a talk. China raises her little face to look up. Wondering what they are talking about. What ever it is, She is listening to every word. Thankful that husband loves her the way I do. When ever they return from their walks husband tells me everything about it. Telling where they stopped, who and what they saw. This little alien looking creature means so much to me. She is always right there beside me. Watching over me. Can't ever amazon what life would be like without my pug. Those that past before, are still so dear to my heart. Wishing they were still here on earth with me. Rose and I will have our time tonight at kennel club. I'll teach my students first, then Rose and I will jump into one of the other classes for mom and Rose time. Working through exercises we have done over and over. She knows them so well. The time each day we are hardly ever apart, but still there is never ever enough time. No way to get any closer than we are. I love my China Rose.