Wirehaired Dachshund

Violet was her own bouquet and made her entrance like a fresh-picked flower in spring. An old-fashioned lady, she was classic, composed and so pleasantly personable. She took her time visiting each one of us and approached with such an air of intuition-- like she knew something specific about our lives. After a few moments of sitting with you, she would seal the interaction with a soft look right into your eyes and then kindly move on to the next person. Flowers are meant to be seen by everyone and so was Violet.