She was my dog. I trained her, played with her, fed her, woke up at 3 a.m. for weeks to clean her cage and let her out. She slept on my bed most of her life. Her hips went bad this summer, and she had some internal problems, but she lived longer and happier than most any dog we’ve had.
She was the last thing for me to lose this year. I’m tired and I miss my friend.