This beautiful girl has crossed over the Rainbow Bridge.  I’d rescued her from a pet shop that was being forced to close because they were selling sick animals.  The day after I brought her home, she had to go to the vet for Parvo. I nursed her for 10 straight days, feeding her water out of my mouth when she refused to take water by a syringe.  (That was something she never forgot.  Throughout her life, she’d often come to me, licking my lips to share my milk, or soda or beer…) She was stoic and sweet through everything the Parvo threw at her.   My brother Marty eventually took her in and she was very much “his dog” for the rest of her life.

When she was a puppy, the doc said if she made it through the Parvo, she probably wouldn’t live very long…  But she lived for almost 15 years.  A wonderful, tough old broad.  She will be sorely missed.