Yep, she's still dead. Yep, we still miss her.

So back by popular demand (mine), here is a random photo essay of Sephie from last Christmas and New Year's Eve. Somehow Vicki gets the spotlight too, but only because someone took pictures of her with the Best Dog Formerly of the Planet, Now Residing under Christian's Parents' Backyard Overlooking the Marsh.

Cute dog wearing Antlers

Seph giving us the familiar, "they're finally going to eat me" look

Seph getting a lil' scratch

This is how Seph looked when anyone cuddled her. Don't take it personally, Vick.

But Seph still knew she was beautiful, so she had to mug for the camera eventually

Photo Op over = Seph done cuddling, as you see here.

Some of you already know that Christian and I lost our Sephie this weekend. The three of us were a family for seven of Sephie's 12 years (we think that's how old she was). Words can't describe what we're feeling, but we console ourselves with stories about her stubborn nature..."she wasn't about to play second fiddle to no baby." We respected the hell out of this dog because she lived life her way. And if that wasn't possible (let's face it, she was 4 pounds, how much control did she really have?), she copped an attitude.

Here's Miss Thang copping one a couple weeks ago - the most recent photo we have of her:

Here's to you, PotRoast, SpeedBump, MeowMix, SlowMo. We love you fiercely.