Five years has blown by, my friend.

My little Kelso passed away five years ago today. Well, actually on the 29th. It's just like her to pass on a day that only comes around once every four years. It may seem a little morbid that I always remember her this day each year, but really to me it feels more like a celebration of the little dog that meant so much to me. Kelso, my little firecracker. A tiny dog with a larger than life personality. Sweet, feisty, matronly, demanding, gentle, fearless, wise, and a little grumpy in her old age. A dog of many contradictions. And absolutely one-of-a-kind.

I bought this print (from this wonderful artist) not too long ago that sits on my desk because it looks just like her. I smile each time I see it and think of my beautiful girl. What a gift she was in my life. If only she knew how she continues to guide me even to this day. Love you Kelso, my wild Shih Tzu of the Klondike.