Cinnamon enjoyed living with my mom and me for over 6 years. She had a couple of acres where she could roam free at times. She had a favorite spot in the house, in the living room looking out our bay window onto the backyard and the bayou beyond. She could see when raccoons moved across the yard or when the resident bunny was out eating in our yard. She travelled with us and enjoyed being part of many family events. She really was an independent dog with her own ideas about things. She was loved by our veterinarian and staff, and the day she died, we all were teary. I posted on facebook, and I had so many responses from cousins and friends about how much they loved ole’ Cinnamon. I can’t tell you how much I miss her right now. She has meant so much to me.