Ever since the first time, I saw Isaish, I saw my sweet Addie in his eyes. The way she looks at me and lets me see deep into her soul. Isaiah did the same thing. Whenever, I look at Addie I see a bit of Isaiah. It's hard because it reminds me of his absense, but in a way, it also keeps him with me. I know that Addie and Isaiah have had similar hardships in their lives, and share a bit of the same sweet abused abandoned puppy soul. I am so greatful to have been able to save Addie and I think the loss of Isaiah reminds of how lucky Addie and I are to have each other. Addie thanks me everyday in her precious doggy ways, for rescuing her from the hell that was once her life. We will always share a special bond. She is my heart and I will never take her for granted.

Thanks everyone for your kind words. They mean a lot.