I was so lucky to have Peanut apart of my life. The short 4 years we shared together ended in a split second. I have so many memories. He was so full of energy & spunky. I remember when I first brought him home. He followed me around. He knew instantly I was his mommy. That night I remember placing him in a small card board box. I called him my little white rat. He slept the whole night & didn't make a sound. I remember telling my husband I had figured he would cry all night but he didn't. I told him he was the best dog. I knew right there he was just as happy to be with us as I was to have him. This was the begining of our journey together. Peanut was always full of energy his infectious playfullness even rubbed off on the grouchiest of dogs. This was true for Junior another Chihuhua I adopted. They were like night & day total opposites. Junior doesn't not liked to be handled or fussed with alot. But Peanut never gave up it took him a couple of weeks but even he got into Juniors heart & found his soft side. They became Best friends & played every chance they got all over the house. But now even Junior is feeling the absence of Peanut's departure. I can tell as he laid in his bed last night instead of his own.