The wedding is over and now we have switched gears to getting ready to go back to China. I have been sad about Lola for the last 48 hours and while I was sorting out which jewelry to take to China and so on, she came over, placed both her paws on my leg and buried her head between her two front legs. Love. That is pure love.

I can't stop the tears from streaming for the last 45 minutes now. She knows we are leaving her and although I know she will be taken care of, played with, and loved here on Circleview Drive, I selfishly will wish she was with me in China.

The love I have for her is a different kind of love that I have with nothing else in the world. She is my first dog. She's not perfect. She barks too much. She doesn't know how to roll over and she's possessive with her toys and food. But in my eyes, all I see is the best dog in the world. The only dog that will be in my heart always. She's perfect to me.