We brought her home.
We didn't know we were getting a puppy that day...
...let alone one so sweet you had to brush your teeth every time you looked at her to keep them from rotting out.
I'd never had a puppy before, ever. (After work today, I came home and changed into jeans and a t-shirt. When I found this picture, I realized I'd chosen the same shirt 8 years ago. Yes, that's when I lost it.)
She always had a very fast tongue. See? The Alpha is still reacting to being licked in the face, and she's already acting like she never did anything.
This couldn't have been her first bark, but we sure felt like that was what it was.
She's been gone more than a month now.
Her ashes, and a lock of her fur, sit on the mantel.
We still miss her terribly.
We did the best we could. And we loved her no matter what.
And we still do.