A week ago today, we had another pooch cross the Rainbow Bridge. This time, it was Mia the Pom. She passed suddenly in her daddy’s arms as a result of a reaction to a medication.
We adopted Mia, a puppy mill rescue, over a decade ago. From the moment we brought her home, she barged in and took over our home and our hearts, having hubs wrapped around her little dew claw in no time.
Mia was an equal opportunity pooch, favoring whoever happened to have a treat or belly rubs at the time. She was my self-appointed wellness coach, using the unrelenting need for cuddles and treats as an excuse to make me take a break from my laptop.
Run free, my precious Little Fring. I miss you something awful already.
Mia
June 11, 2011 ~ July 8, 2024