Friday, May 10, 2013

Ode to a Tough Lady







Our old dog passed yesterday.  She came to us as an older rescue, recovering from a bad case of heartworm and years of neglect.   She was a good girl, but I think her earlier life had left her very self-contained and unable to really bond with humans.  A month or so after we got her, she started barking madly at dogs, sketchy men, and any other perceived threat.  I think she had decided that she liked life with us, and was willing to do what it took to stay, even if that meant becoming a guard dog.  In the last few months, she has become a skinny, patchy version of her former self.  A good lady.

2 comments:

  1. I know it's better for her that she's not in pain, but it is so weird not to have her around.

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