Running as fast as she could back and forth and back and forth in our living room, jumping up in my lap to settle in after a Thanksgiving feast, catching Oliver’s wing and gently tugging him toward her while he hopped along beside her, getting every squeaky toy out of her toy basket when she would come to visit me, remembering me with affectionate kisses when we would come to visit her, sitting politely while I fed her Kraft singles, prancing around all dressed up and fancy for Caitlin’s wedding day, playing ball by herself… not wanting me to stop petting her, and me not wanting to… looking into her little face with her special teeth and her adoring eyes and knowing how much she loved Caitlin, knowing that taking care of her, listening to her and always understanding her were Cricket’s primary tasks in this life. They were best friends. They meant the world to each other. And I loved knowing that.
Little Cricket died tonight. She was hit by a car, and she died. I know a part of Caitlin died with her.
Cricket offered us unconditional love and acceptance. She cherished us. As we cherished her. And we will miss her. Immensely.
Believing very much that we will see her again someday.
I love you, Cricket. You’re a good girl.
Loves Doves 
Oh darlings I am so so sorry. Owning dogs my entire life, losing one is like losing a dear dear friend and I share your tears just reading this. I believe God’s creatures are used as a looking glass into the souls of humans; and we are given the tasks of unconditional loving others as our pets unconditionally love us. NEVER trust anyone who can be unkind to an animal. Caitlyn, your dear friend Cricket knew she was loved….Thank you for sharing your grief and again demonstrating your amazing love!!!