We lost this sweet gal today. Ginger's my sister's dog. She's 13, we knew she was reaching her end life but still, nothing can prepare you from losing a dog. Ginger's the complete opposite of my boy Fido, she is twice his size but so well mannered, walks politely with her cute bum bum shaking left and right, eats well. Given her size, she makes a great pillow for a nap too. But when she wants her belly rubs, that paw smack is not one to mess with. She fell in love with my twin nephews the day they came home and has been their best friend for 11+ years. They are quite devastated. Grateful she came to our lives