We’re feeling a bit sad as our old dog died on Tuesday. She was a real trooper. As you can see, she was blind for the last years of her life.
Blind or not, she always managed to find her way, especially to the food bowl. I swear she could tell time. She’d stand in the kitchen staring at me, even when she was blind, clearly saying, “Hey, it’s food time. Get a move on.”
She loved chasing squirrels, taking walks, and stuffed toys with obnoxious squeakers in them, which she promptly removed, along with lots of stuffing.
Most of all, she was a teacher in acceptance. She accepted what life gave to her, including her blindness and other ailments with a grace that amazed me.
Always kind, she watched over her pack, which included a variety of different animals, including the human ones.
Ms. Dix was a gentle soul. One who will be missed by all those who knew her.
Rest in Peace, old dog.
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I’m taking some time off to remember this special dog. She was a member of my family and I grieve her passing very much.