Lucy

"My Wonderful Lu", as I used to call her, lived 13 years with us and made us laugh every day. She lived up to her name: Lucy.  Her dad and I and her "sisters" Holly and Marcelle, miss her so much. The house will never be the same without Lu in it.

But we'll always remember how she made us laugh. I had this funny photo of her blown up and framed after she passed--it sits on the night table next to my bed. And every night before I go to bed I say "Good night, my wonderful Lu."