My husband has even cried over this precious little duck, you see Little Daisy had won his heart too, he would shake his head at her with a sparkle in his eye...That tough guy doesn't fool me.
It just didn't have to happen that way...We had her outside in a temporary area around a lilac bush just for the day...making sure she would get used to outdoors too, she was so happy swimming around in a tub of water, jumping out, just so adorable. Rebecca and I would take turns going outside on the porch, reading books while watching her, this outdoor experience was all very new to her.
After taking a short nap I went outside and had found the temporary little fenced area open at the bottom and I fixed it closed. Apparently later either it come undone again, she escaped or one of our wild and wooly outdoor type dogs found the opening. We have no idea. We are so heartsick, we had taken such good care of her. Even our little poodle thought she was her mommy, it was so precious. They would sleep side by side, our little Schitzu doglets joining in...
Pray for our family, Daisy was especially Rebecca's and my baby.
Rebecca would take Daisy swimming with her, and hold her, so darling.
Daisy was one of those very, very special little creatures from the Lord. So hard to understand....just so hard.
I would like to share some photos of little Daisy with you all...


Is this not so precious? What a little love she is. Daisy....Look at those expressive eyes.

This is Daisy with Esther, Daisy's "mommy". Esther would watch Daisy in our home so that no harm would come to her...
Little Esther and Daisy in typical form...Esther would wait every morning in front of the half bath where Daisy would go night-night in her little box so she could greet her in the morning and resume watching her "baby"...The morning after Daisy died Esther ran to the bathroom and another room with closed door looking for her little Daisy. It broke our hearts...I tell Esther now she is a good mommy,
Yes Esther you are a good mommy...
Little Daisy.... Little Daisy How we miss you Little Daisy...
God's Little Creature and ours...
I found this skirt I was going to re-make, only a year old...we wrapped Little Daisy in it to be buried in, but first we lay her in a soft baby yellow cotton knit shirt I had...and placed her in a shoe box. We girls all took turns holding her in some soft pink flannel I had grabbed and sat on the front porch bench crying and crying...
Life is funny. Ya know, when I was with my husband buying his loafers I had no idea what the box would be used for, when I sewed this skirt I had no idea....Just no idea.
It's hard to understand. Just so very hard to understand...
If you would like to see Rebecca's blog with more sweet photos of our precious Daisy you can see here and here.