In October 2009, Ben wanted a dog so badly. He finally talked me into going and looking at some little puppies that were a mix between a Silky Terrier and a Shih Tzu. They were the cutest little puppies ever and I gave in almost instantly. This is how Tilly came to be our little dog. One of my favorite pictures from when we brought her home. So sad to be away from brothers and mom.
Now my dog Tilly was a trouble maker. She was always sneaking out of the backyard, and neighbors would always bring her back. Everyone on the whole street knew whose dog she was after a few weeks. This drove us absolutely crazy. Many days the doorbell would ring and Ben and I would just look at each other and say, " Oh, that Tilly". She also would get so excited all the time, and piddle in my house, oh how I didn't like her so much at those moments. Here she is at Grandma's for Thanksgiving last year, eyeballing all those good foods.
But she was a snuggler. Anytime I was sitting down she would come and jump right in my lab. Or if I was on my bed correcting math papers (happens way more often then I would like) Tilly would gradually work her way through my papers right into my lap again. This was her favorite place at Christmas time. If I couldn't find her, usually she was cuddled up next to Santa.
Last Sunday, while up visiting the Logan Grandmas we had a sad day. We always took Tilly with us so she wouldn't have to stay at home in the bathroom by herself all day long. I just couldn't do that to her, but that would have been a better place for her this time. Tilly got out of the garage somehow while we went up to see Ben's Grandma. When we stopped back at his parents house to get her the door was open and our little dog was no where to be found. Soon after we found her in the road a few houses down, she had been hit by a car.
