Today marks one week since I lost my little white Pit Bull Emery. She would have been 3 years old this fall. This has been a very long, hard week for me and I am still so sad I hurt. Little memories pop into my head and I cry, it doesn't seem to matter where or when, like now. There is such a huge empty hole in my house that will never be filled. She was an amazing friend and I just can't believe she is gone. Of all the dogs I've saved/rescued over the years (that is hundreds) she was the most important, most special and most loved. There will never be another Emery!