Katie,  How can I face each day without your little doggie kisses waking me up?  Each day at four o'clock I miss your prancing while waiting for your dinner. Your little internal clock was always right on the money, I could set my watch by you. I miss the little stomping left foot while you wait(not so patiently) for me to finish my dinner so you got the last bite. I turn around carefully so as to not step on you still, you were always that close to me. A part of my heart goes with you to doggie heaven where you are chasing around with all the other little Yorkies that preceeded you....