A letter to
My beloved girl, you came to me at 4 months old from Aussie rescue.
Right from the start you were a comedian, which made me fall head
over heels in love with you.
We definitely were not the most Q’ing team in agility, but
you tolerated my mistakes, and if I got too serious, you would
go off and do something totally absurd to get me laughing. You
were the only dog I know who regularly would come out of the chute
butt first, do a flying twisting jump into the air out of it,
and land on all fours and look at me saying, "How was that!"
You were such a very loving Aussie and when you were diagnosed
with cancer and undergoing treatment, you made it your job to
go to every dogless person in the waiting room that you could
get to and sit next to them on the bench and comfort them
even though you felt so crummy yourself.
You were however quite a glutton, and a smart one too. You learned
to steal the cat food off of the counter by turning your head
away from it, and reaching blindly with your paw to grab the dish
and drag it over to the edge. (You got an extra 2 inch reach by
looking away from it)
You were also a counter surfer extraordinaire, a trick you were
quite proud of and nothing was safe from you. Oddly, after you
left me, that was one of the things I missed the most, not having
to keep everything under lock and key.
You went to the bridge with such dignity on January 10,2004 and
I still miss you so much my girl. You are forever in my heart.