My dog McKenzie passed away on May 26th from congestive heart failure. He was my best pal and knitting buddy and I still can't believe he is gone. I still think about him every day.The next morning I woke up and it seemed so quiet and empty in the house. I decided to take a trip to PAWS. The dogs there seemed nice but too large for the condo. On my way out I asked about a dog whose paper work was missing, which meant someone was interested in adopting. They told me a family wanted to visit with her, but were currently with another dog. They told my I could visit with her as people can't put dogs on reserve. I fell in love with her! Her name was originally Betty, but since I have a friend with that name, I changed it to Gracie. She is 6 months old and a handful of energy!