DALLAS, Apr 21, 2012/ — Five years ago, during the lowest point of my adult life, she came to me. Perhaps she felt that among everyone in the room, I needed her love the most. Without any ado, she climbed on my lap, looked up to me and expected to scratch her behind her ears.
Today, I cannot imagine what I would have done if she did not arrive at that opportune moment. She is five years now, still a bundle of endless energy. And most of important of all, she is my little bundle of joy.
