Ivey

When you want to say fun loving little Scottie…that was Ivey. Those big black eyes would watch you and you wondered just what she was thinking. One minute she would be just relaxing and the next…up and going. She loved those outdoor creatures and there was nothing like chasing a squirrel to make her day. In the evening it was dinner time and next…time to play catch with dad with the ball. The whole time doing her talk and she sure could talk. The evening wasn’t complete until she jumped on the couch; curled up against you; and now time to sleep. Oh, how I do miss those big black eyes.