Fergi Ferguson, Aug 31, 2001-Sept 22, 2011

 This was the last picture we have of Fergi alive.  She was so weak she just wanted to sleep in her special spot on the couch.  I let Elli skip her nap this day and we spent lots of time loving on her and crying for her.  I will really miss my sweet little doggie.

 The day we brought her home from Chilecothe, we went to my parent's house and put Fergi on Leah's bed. Leah was not so "into" dogs, and we thought it would be funny to show her this picture.  Look how sweet and little she is!

 Fergi and AnnaBelle were not the best of friends.  Fergi would bark and try to make AnnaBelle upset.  AnnaBelle could really care less about Fergi.  Look at their sweet faces in this picture though!!!!

 We took Fergi with us on many adventures.  She helped us pick pumpkins nearly every year.  One year while I was holding her and walking, she started acting extremely scared.  I thought she was afraid of the horse in the field since we were getting closer to it.  However, she was really afraid of the scarecrow.  Since I kept walking with her, not knowing she was afraid of the scarecrow, we ended up right next to it and she peed on me!!!!  Gross:)

 By this picture, needless to say, she did not like getting a bath.  She would hide in my closet under all my clothes trying to hide:)  One time while I was giving her a bath in the sink and cutting her nails, she pulled her paw away from me and slipped off the sink into the toilet!!!!  Thankfully it was clean water!

 Fergi was a cuddle dog.  She liked to sleep in my lap, or anyone's lap, especially if they had a blanket.  But, that also meant she liked to find soft spots.  I would often find her curled on a pillow on the floor, or on a blanket, in a new pile of clothes from the dryer, under the Christmas tree on our tree skirt, in a warm spot in the sun, but never in the doggie bed we bought for her!  She also like to sleep in my curve when I lay on my side.  I miss that.  Fergi had a special blanket which we put on a pillow on one end of the couch.  Now anyone can sit there.  Sad.

Elli drew this picture of Fergi right after she died.  I was on my front step waiting on my parents to come and hold her for the last time.  I held her like a baby, pet her tummy, and talked sweetly to her.  She closed her eyes, then died.  I was so incredibly sad.  We are not sure what was wrong with her.  The vets had a few guesses but basically she refused to eat.  My baby for 10 years wasted away but let me hold her while she slipped away. Elli is doing ok.  We cry sometimes when we miss her, but overall she is fine.  We buried her behind our house.  The next morning Elli asked where she was.  I reminded her that Fergi died and wasn't around.  She told me the story on her eyes told her Fergi was alive.  I told Elli that may be God's way of letting her know He was taking care of her.  Just yesterday, Elli asked me if Fergi was in heaven.  I told her I wasn't sure if Fergi was in heaven, but I thought God probably had a dog like Fergi in heaven for us to enjoy.  Elli asked me if it was because Fergi was such a rotten doggie!!!
I will not miss cleaning up after her, her constant barking and her stinky breath, but everything else, I will miss.  She loved her toys, a lot!!!  She used to run around like crazy, super fast, and crouch down when she got close to us.  We called it the Fergi run.  There are a lot of little things that were unique to her.  She was fun.  We will miss her.