47: Gita Graue: Gone but never forgotten

It is with great sadness that I write this diary entry about my sweet Brigetta Kienle Graue, otherwise known as Gita, who has taken her trip over the rainbow bridge. She came into my family members’ lives in 2006 and was loved like no other.

She was a little dachshund with a big personality. She didn’t like when people hugged because that meant that they were not hugging her. She was always great to have on a cold winter night under your blanket as a furry little heater.

Please take a moment to look through these photos I collected of her. A few are memes from some of my dumb friends, but Gita wouldn’t mind. She had a sense of humor. You will see from the photos that she loved to relax, and her cousins Audrey and Sadie will also miss her.