It’s a tough day here at My GBGV Life. Thirteen years ago today, Emma, Debucher Baguette, was born. It is the first birthday without her, and that breaks Mom’s heart. It is also my sixth Gotcha Day, so Mom wants to be happy too. She says I have the worst luck as Katie passed away on my birthday, and now my Gotcha Day is a mess because Emma passed away.
A year ago at Emma’s party, none of us had any idea it would be her last birthday. We joked with her about being a senior dog, but meant no harm. She was healthy as a horse. Emma would be around for a long time we all thought. Emma never had bad weather on any of her birthdays, but today it is pouring rain and will storm all day long. We see it as a sign of her tears from heaven.
She was such a diva dog, and she had so many plans. It is heartbreaking that she was not able to stay with us. Emma was the queen, and she knew it. Mom and her had such a special bond, I honestly don’t know if she will ever stop crying about her. A communicator told us Emma had not planned on leaving us so suddenly, and we believe that. She was the head of everything at our house and would never have left us all hanging intentionally.
We know a lot of people are sad on this day from 911, but Emma always tried to make it a happy day, with new beginnings. She was born on this day to cheer people up, and she did a wonderful job of that. Emma would be so proud to have touched so many lives through her short twelve years. No matter what she did, she was such a proud lady dog. We thank all of you for loving her, and being our friends. It means a lot to us all!
I too am lucky to have been adopted into this family. It is not a secret, Emma never liked me very much. We had some good times, but I ruined her birthday party and that always bothered her.
It is sad and amazing that six years after I moved in, both my older sisters are no longer with us, their birth and passing days are tied to me, and now I am the older sister. Katie was always such a gentle soul, and very kind to me. I think Emma resented me coming into their relationship sometimes. No matter, I survived.
I do need to get going because we have to really keep Mom busy today as she will be very sad, making it a tough day for us. One last photo of me, Bailie at twelve weeks old, my first day in this fun family.