This is an obituary I was not expecting to write for some time.
On Friday morning, Lady went in for a routine checkup, plus rabies and distemper shots. The doctor said she was in perfect health for a small 8-year-old dog. She was fine for most of the day. By late evening, she was a little groggy, and I made a note to see if she'd gotten worse by morning. I slept on the couch with her, and she was a little shivery but nothing scary.
She was worse in the morning. We had her in the vet's office at 11:20 Saturday morning. By 3pm she was dead. We don't know why, but blood work and a possible autopsy bring answers.
Instead of dwelling on the morose details of her sudden death, I want to remember this charming and photogenic dog, who brought much joy into our lives.
We found her curled up in a tarp on our back porch in May 2005. Not being able to locate an owner, we kept the small, ingratiating dog for ourselves. Between then and now, I took a lot of photos of her, and a few videos: