It's hard to believe, but it's been a year since my Granny (Mom's Mom) left us. We prefer to focus on her life and the fun we had together than her passing.
Here I am the first time I met her! It was Christmas time and we fly down to Hilton Head. I was about 10 months old and it was probably the first time I'd ever been on an airplane. (Mom figures I flew from Kansas to NYC when I was a little puppy.) Granny thought Mom was crazy to get a dog, much less a puppy, because she worked alot and already had two cats. But I won her over and before long, not only was I sleeping on HER bed, but I had almost as many toys at Granny's house as I did in New York!
Granny was very beautiful with the prettiest dark blue eyes and a friendly warm smile. She liked to laugh alot and play games with me. My favorite was when she'd be standing in the kitchen talking on the phone and I'd roll my ball over to her with my nose, then she'd gently kick it back to me. We could roll that ball back and forth forever!
She always wore that gold pinecone on a chain around her neck. It reminded her of Hilton Head and all the pine trees there.
Here's a picture I took of Mom and Granny at the beach. They claim the ocean makes their butts look big, but I think it's a nice photo.