This isn't the best photo I have of my birthday girl, but it will work.
This is Dolly. She's my baby substitute, and she's now 4 years old. Dolly isn't ever too far from her Mama. I love her so much it's not possible to say.
Dolly was adopted into our home at a time when I had suffered our 2nd m/c and I needed a baby to hold. Dolly was thankful that that baby was her. She's fulfilled her every purpose in my life. She's always been there when I needed a hug and she's always nearby in case I need her.
In Chicago, they call this a "comfort dog" and they are allowed to attend everyday life with someone like me that needs her. Wisconsin doesn't have such a law, so Dolly has to wait for us in the car. We love Petco because we can all go shopping inside. She loves to look at all the animals.
She's even been to the fair, parades, and even fireworks. (She's decided she doesn't like fireworks)
I could talk all day about my faithful friend and first child.
Happy Birthday Dolly!
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