She was the best dog a family could ever hope for. We got her when she was 10 weeks old. It was love at first sight. We were at our church picnic and she came with the family who owned her mother, Minnie. We were not in the market for a dog at the time but like I said, it was love at first sight. My husband wasn't with us that day as he wasn't feel very well. We asked the family who had her if she was for sale. Yes. Could we take her overnight to show my husband and bring her back tomorrow? Sure. Game over. She never went back. She was destined to live with our family. We took her upstairs to our livingroom where my DH was resting on the couch. We set her on his chest and her bring brown eyes captivated his heart and he also fell in love. And she was ours.
I don't think people who are not 'dog people' really understand how they become such an integral member of the family. They love you unconditionally. They always greet you with so much enthusiasm that they can lift your day from humdrum to happy. They live to please you. And Sara did all of this and more.
We moved to acreage when she was about 5 years old. We used to tease that she was saying "I'm a FARM dog now!". She would chase deer out of the yard with great zeal. She was a dog with a job and she took it seriously. She loved to be outside with my DH when he was working on the property. With ample sunny spots she'd find her favourite and 'rest a spell', or cool her warm tummy on the shady grass in the orchard.
To say we will miss her is an understatement. It's been less than 24 hours and her presence is missed more than words can tell. And yes, she was 'just' a dog, but to us she was family. We loved her dearly. She loved us and brought much joy to our family. And now she is gone and we grieve.
|The last cuddle before we say goodbye.|