Four years ago today, our beloved Ginger, foundress of the DWM, went to the Rainbow Bridge unexpectedly. She had not been ill- in fact has been to the vet for her annual exam two weeks earlier. She drifted off to heaven while sleeping next to me as I embroidered. My heart broke and for two weeks I was inconsolable, even with four other dachshunds holding my hand. I could feel her and hear her tags jangling for weeks afterwards. Our move to St Louis and Snoopy's adoption finally helped me start to heal- (am convinced Ginger sent Snoopy to look after me- he is as possessive, even more so, than Ginger, and he always has to have me in his line of sight) Miss you Ginger. Mama still misses you and loves you.