When my mother was 6 months pregnant with me, my Mom and Dad also brought Duchess into our lives. She was a joyful, playful girl whose goofiness was probably what we loved most about her. Sadly, she died at only 8 years old. With three broken hearted little girls (my sisters and I were devastated), they quickly found another puppy, and we named her Duchess II. As you can see from the pictures, she too was always central in our lives. The puppy is Duchess I, and the second two are Duchess II.