Day 52

Mommy Mayhem lived a good very long life. When I adopted her I was given 2 opinions either she was 9 or 1.. I go with the 9 which would make her about 21-22 at the time of her passing. She was adopted from the rescue where I wrote dog and cat biographies for a decade. We of course did not really know the ages of most dogs or cats and the standard was 1 certainly not over 3.  

Mom was rescued from a freezing car in Philadelphia and brought to Animal Control. Tiny Chihuahua's are rare and I was given her by my rescue as a gift for all those thousands of biographies that I wrote. She had the best personality, gentle and tough hence her name. That we passed so many years together makes me happy- I am only sorry we did not get the opportunity to see the Taj Mahal... PS the picture is of a local Lambertville policeman who stood in for the original.

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