Just a little tribute to my Grandma dog. Her back end is about to go out for good. She's been on joint supplements forever. She's deaf and her eyes are cloudy. She's never been a people dog and I never felt like she really cared for me. I always thought it would be easy when it was time to say goodbye and now it's just about time and it's not easy. I'm sure I'll be vacuuming up her white hair off my dark green carpet for months to come. I love her because she's mine. She was a stray when she was about a year old. She reluctantly came home with me and would run off, coming home only after she'd caught a rabbit or squirrel. She was the keeper of the cats and even tiny kittens would wander up to this 60 pound stranger in trust. Because of her wandering she had to be put on a leash outside but when it snowed in my southern city I'd open the door and let her run because I knew a car wouldn't get her. She has snow-dog in her and loves the winter. For the past 3 years we've moved to a place where she can roam free. She stays close to home now but I'm so glad to get her off a leash. At least she's had a few years of good living.
So, Sugar, you've been a moody old girl. I know there were times you were cross with me because you'd pout the rest of the day. You could only count to two but you were always sweet to the little ones. You've made a graceful exit as alpha female and trusted Maggie with the reins. Godspeed, old girl. Please go quickly. I can't bare suffering. I love you. Mom