Heidi Wicksman

Heidi Wicksman

July 11, 2006 - March 27, 2019

“My little dog – a heartbeat at my feet.” – Edith Wharton

Heidi My Heart,
Heidi was diagnosed with CHF in August, 2018. Her heart was so enlarged that she was not expected to live beyond 2-3 months. To the amazement of her cardiologists, she would go for her check-ups full of energy and life - a ‘statistical anomaly’. She was just 2 weeks shy of clearing quarantine for surgery in Japan. She never knew she was sick, played relentlessly, chased her stuffed animals every single night. She had attitude and personality plus, a dachshund who would stamp her chubby paw on her leash until she got exactly what she wanted. Nicknamed the ‘mayor of the building’, she trained everyone to escort her out the door, walk her to the elevator, continuously came up with new antics. Too cute and she knew it. She cruised the streets at a city pace with those short legs of hers, every store owner knew her and most doormen- at least the ones who had treats. She stopped strangers with those eyes of hers, poor baby got no attention! Our longest standoff was 2 hours on a street corner, she won of course. I loved her demanding stubbornness, she was smart, beautiful and goofy. She lived her life to the fullest with a tail that never stopped wagging. I will be forever grateful for that. Heidi, my sweet little baby girl, how I loved you, always will . I miss you every second of every day.

“What we have once enjoyed
we can never lose;

All that we love deeply
becomes a part of us”.
– Helen Keller