Thank you all for your kind words. Today was really rough but I got through it. I wish I had pictures of Loca dancing on the table, or standing on and walking across the table in McShea's in Dewey Beach, or carrying bottles of wine upstairs to leave on my bed, or knocking over a case of wine in an effort to get to her food, but I don't. I do have pictures of her in her bad girl panties, pictures of "after" when she opened my bedroom closet and completely emptied it out on my bedroom floor, as well as a picture of the mason jar of soup that she opened, but I'm sure everybody has seen those more than enough. I'd rather picture her jumping, playing, loving and caring for her bridge friends as only she could.
RIP honey.