My dear sweet Angel, I look toward your bed by the stairs for you every day. How you took care of me for 14 years. You were and are so special. When you were born, Ryan named you Angelica. You gave me fits showing you toward your championship, jumping on me or the judge depending upon your mood.
What a Mom you turned out to be. You produced such beautiful puppies.
Thanks to Angie Motta and her girl Brava, you held your head even higher than normal because I of course, always told you about their progress. All your puppies have your wonderful loving temperaments. You were a show stopper in the ring. However you only had one job as far as you were concerned: To love your family and give me the gift of happiness every day. I love you Angel Face.