Originally Posted by akrogirl
Originally Posted by Yankee
I once made a quilt as a wedding present for someone who liked the same breed of dog as me. When her dog died she buried it with him. When I found out, I felt as though I had been slapped in the face.
I would take that a little differently. I bet that woman really loved her dog and wanted him to be wrapped in something with special meaning to her.
Well, it still hurt. When we buried our dog, we put his toys with him. This was her wedding present....