She was my mom's little puppy, even though she brought her home for my brother and I when we were just five years old. This little dog was with us for 15 years, growing up as my brother and I did, surviving against all odds (including eating a whole brick of cheese on accident or being bounced on the trampoline until she landed on her tummy only because her paws couldn't get a grip on it to stay upright), but her favorite spot was always in Mom's chair with her.