Well, it's been three months since that awful day, Monday, November 19th, when we lost our beautiful baby girl, Shannon. The emptiness is still as hurtful as the day she passed. Every move I make around the house reminds me of Shannon. Every time I walk up the basement stairs I expect to see her at the top of the stairway with her paw outstretched to me. Every time I sit on the couch I expect to see her beside me on the big green lazyboy. Each morning when I wake up I expect to feel her little nose giving me a kiss. Every night when I go to bed I expect to feel her next to us - giving me a kiss good night. Every time I go in the car I expect her to jump in the back seat. My life has been forever changed, but forever changed for the better. Shannon has given us so many wonderful memories that we can now, after three months, start to relive. We can now talk about Shannon's life with us and begin to enjoy her wonderful memories. Of course, I would give anything to have her here with us, but I'm thankful for the memories.