Friday, February 15, 2013


"Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole." - Roger Caras

My sister's dog, Shadow, died unexpectedly last night. She wasn't really herself most of the afternoon, just laying down and not caring about everything she usually cares about. My sister got home from work and Shadow passed away about fifteen minutes later. That fact alone is enough to get me teary-eyed. She waited to die until she could say goodbye to my sister and until she could be with her.

She wasn't young (almost 11) but she wasn't sick (that we knew of) either, so this was quite sudden and quite a shock.

R.I.P. Sweet Shadow-dog. I'll miss your endless, bouncing, cheerful optimism.

1 comment:

  1. I continue to automatically move toward opening the back slider to let her in, and the backyard has a large Shadow-sized hole in it.

    still slightly teary-eyed,

    Beck's mom