I remember how worried we were when you didn't walk independently until the 15th month! Dada wondered whether there was something wrong with you and whether we should get you to a doctor... And when you did, how overjoyed we were. It was the 11th of September, 2003. I remembered the date so clearly as I would say 9/11! You let go off your bam-bam doggie walker and took those first unsteady steps and how I held my breath, ready to hold you if you'd fall. We had tears of joy! From then on there was no turning back. You were on your feet, ever so active, ever so wanting to do everything, helping out... I enjoyed every single moment of watching you grow up. You always lightened up my days and life! You brought with you that immeasurable joy every time I opened the door for you when you walked into the house! I don't remember ever feeling so overwhelmed with joy and happiness as when you would walk through the door! I treasured you my Shanu and always will! No one- and I mean absolutely no one can and will ever replace you! I love you my precious kutthu bundle and always will... :*