She's Gone

I didn't know if I was going to make this post. If I could get through it without getting very sad again. But this site is about all the things that mean the most to me, so I couldn't leave it out.

Baron died last Thursday.
She was just shy of 14 years, and was my dog for almost 10 of those. She was a hand-me-down from someone I didn't really know who just didn't have the time for her. But from the first day it was like we had always been together. Always by my side, following my directions - even waiting for an OK from me if someone else gave an order. My kids used to say I liked her more than them, and I jokingly said it was because she obeyed me better than they did. But all jokes aside, I loved her very much, and she listened, and understood, and comforted, and played, and just loved me back. If the gate was left open she'd sniff around the block then come back and wait for me She was always exuberant and puppy like, at least up till last year when she started acting her age. I don't know how I was so lucky to have such a great friend.

I buried her back by the swing.
I'll miss her for a long time.
Thank you everyone for sending me such nice comforting notes.