sobesmom Posted January 22, 2016 Share Posted January 22, 2016 My Diana went to the bridge Tuesday. Diana came to us as a foster when she was just 2 years old. Far too young, small and female for my preference, but that's the way it goes sometimes. She turned out to be the most un-greyhound-like grey I've ever met. She was a lab puppy with stripes. She never met a person she didn't love, a place she didn't want to go or a trashcan she wouldn't dive into. Needless to say, she didn't stay a foster for long. She was my only foster "fail" and I don't regret it for a minute. She was the "real dog" my DH wanted, the companion Sobe needed, and the sweetie that just fit in. She never had a fear or phobia in her life. If something new happened - she'd be the curious one checking it out. Her big brother Sobe would run and hide, and Diana would check out whatever was fun and new. They were great friends. Never cuddly, but each others' shadows. Diana cured Sobe of SA. Sobe cured Diana of excessive jumping, stepping on him, and basically all rude puppy behaviors . They were quite the partners in crime. Sobe would shoulder away the chair I'd prop in front of the cupboard that held the trashcan, Diana would paw it open, Sobe would pull out the can, and they'd share the spoils. They were a daunting combo of brains, brawn and finesse. And the "refrigerator incident"! Oh, what a mess they made of my house!!! When Sobe passed a few years ago, Diana powered on, as comfortable on her own as with a companion. She loved little kids. Whenever any came to visit she'd get SO excited. She loved to kiss them and make them squeal. I always joked that I could drop her off at a daycare center and she'd be in heaven. She was so gentle with people with special needs. She just "knew". She was a jumper when she was younger, but never on older people or kids. She did great around wheelchairs, walkers, canes, etc. She would put her head on the lap of people in wheelchairs for pets, and on several occasions took very vigorous petting/thumping from kids with muscle control issues and was fine with it. She'd have been a great therapy dog. She was a world-class cuddler. Furniture was her love. Bed, couch, rocking recliner that no other dog dared get into, she loved them all. Wherever we say or layed, she was there. I wake up in the night now wondering why I'm able to move without my legs or shoulder pinned down. Diana loved the vet's office. She thought that was SUCH a fun place to go. And they loved her there. There wasn't a dry eye in the place Tuesday. She was lying down, just so tired, but thumped her tail when her vet and techs came in. Loving to the end. I could tell stories all day long. It's been a GREYT 10 years. I won't regret that I lost her. I rejoice because I had her. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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