Sadly, today we had to say goodbye to our “little girl” C. She was almost 9 years old when she joined our family in 2004. She came to us through American Brittany Rescue (ABR). She’d been in pretty bad shape when they found her; she was apparently kept outdoors in a kennel and used for breeding.
Her early years weren’t pleasant. And she was such a sweet little thing. So we made up for it in her later years. With us, she got to enjoy life. She got to experience the love and care that she deserved. And she made our lives much richer in return.
Hubby and I both agree the above is our favorite picture of her (C’s on the right). Because of the way she was raised, she didn’t know how to play like other dogs do. Except for when she was out in the snow.
Hubby used to always call her “pretty girl.” As he said, “She doesn’t know what ‘pretty’ means, but she sure likes it when I say it.” That’s usually because it almost always accompanied by an ear rub.
This is another of my favorites. It was taken late in 2004. She’d only been with us for about 10 months and we’d managed to fatten her up nicely. She’s the picture of good health here. Until she got sick, she NEVER looked her age. Especially when her ears were trimmed.
She was a bit neurotic at times. But we loved her anyway.
It was unbelievably hard taking her to the vet for the last time even though we know it was the right thing for her. As painful as it is to lose her, we’re really glad to have had her in our lives.
Yes, I have lots more pictures. A good number of funny stories, too. But writing this is torturous, so I’m going to end here for now.