Megan was the cutest little wiener dog. She was 9 lbs and spunky. She loved to lick her mommy's (my) legs and lick out of the shower (the reason we bought a stand up shower and not a tub). She liked to be under the covers sometimes and she would hop like a rabbit to get there. She used to use her Elvis lip when she was mad, but she had the cutest little kissable cheeks. She wagged her tail and gave me a kiss during her last hours. Megan liked to go to bed early and she had her own little additude. I knew her so well, because I knew she didn't like kids very much, unless she was very used to them or they were older. One time she ate so much sand--she puked for a few days. She used to chew up underwear, although she got better as years went on--or I got better at picking them up. I have had her since I Was 10 years old and I am 24 now. She was 13 and almost a half (would have been on xmas day) when she went. It was kind of known, because she was acting different, but she was still spunky. When it happened--I was shocked and devistated. 

There are many stories about her, she grew up with me and I would stick up for her every second. She was fat for a few years and then she went to my grandparents house and they helped her lose half her weight, I swear! LOL! She came back, spunky and even more lovable!! She was the sweetest thing in the world!!