Remembering Willy, a beloved family Dachshund

Arleen Spenceley writes about saying gooodbye to 16-year-old Willy the wiener dog in the St. Petersburg Times:

“Remember when we caught him on the dining room table?”

Or how he jumped off the table — with the bagel — before we could grab him.

The times we found him sleeping in my mom’s dresser, or in bed with his head on her pillow. Burrowed in baskets beneath laundry, or stuck under the couch (that one wasn’t funny).

We laughed about how he would sing with us when we sang Happy Birthday. How he “forgot how to walk” as soon as you slipped a sweater on him.