On New Year's Eve we lost our faithful companion.
While looking for this picture so many memories came back to me of the times shared with her over the years of her long life.
I remember all the walks down the lane to the pond. No matter how much coaxing she would never go swimming - wading was her style. I remember throwing the frisbee until my arm ached. She would jump as high as she could to catch it in the air and then bring it back to start all over. While we worked outside, you couldn't set a water bottle down because she would snatch it. We had to chase her down as she chewed them to pieces (not good for the GI system). She would share her food and shelter with the cats and kittens, even when they wouldn't be friendly to her. She always greeted us when we came home - she recognized the sound of our car as we turned into the driveway.
Yes, gone but not forgotten. We'll all miss you.