We helped our 16 1/2 year old Lab mix to the bridge yesterday. I sure hope she was greeted by our other dogs.
Tasha was our first "baby". She came to live with us a year after we married and moved into our first house with us. She has been through the birth of our two children, through the lives of our other three dogs that have left us and though the several moves we have made.
When she first came to live with us, she was full of ticks from living on a farm free to run wherever. She stood in the bathtub so patiently and calmly while we help get all the ticks from her body. After we put our fence up, she "found" all the holes for us, but didn't run away. She would go back to the gate to be let in to find more holes under the fence.
As we added dogs and kids, she graciously accepted them, knowing that there was plenty of love for her as well as the others.
She was my special girl.
But as with all things, life has to come to an end sometime. Her health was failing, her hips were giving out and she didn't seem happy.
I miss her so much. She spent 15 good years with us and we will never forget the love she showed us.
Thanks for the years of your unconditional love!
Mindy