My baby (Erin) and her pups jumping on the trampoline. All you see here is gone, except my daughter and the silly pup looking into the camera (that's Cade). Clover (the black and white husky) passed away during our continued, long evacuation a year later. She made it through the storm though. National Guard said they could not get near our house, as Clover was watching over it, waiting on us to get back home (three weeks later). They had to leave torn open MRE's in the street, walk to the corner and then would watch Clover go out to the street and get the meal to bring back for her and our cats. When we finally made it home three week post-Katrina, my daughter's knees buckled and she started screaming when she saw Clover on our front porch. She thought Clo was dead. Clo picked up her head, wagged her tailed and looked very tired. It was a bittersweet reunion. Now, Clover resides at Rainbow's Bridge, where she awaits us again.