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1 year ago today I lost my soul dog. She was 12.5. When we rescued her, we were told she was "newfie and lab" Within a few months of having her I could tell she was Pittie. I didn't care. She was the most loving, stick to your side friendliest dog I've had my entire life. Every dog we brought in she played Mama for. She changed my entire perspective on pitties and I will not hesitate to get another. Unfortunately, as many do, she developed cancer and this was in her mouth area..we'd had one tumor removed but it came back...screamingly fast and the only way they felt they could get it out this time was to remove part of her jaw...and even then that would buy her a few months. I looked into her face...that once jet black muzzle, now with eyebrows and hair white like an old man's and her eyes told me what needed to be done. So the appointment was made and they came to our house and allowed her to cross the rainbow bridge surrounded by all of us. It was the hardest thing I have had to do to date and not a day goes by I don't think of her. Other than a short spell where they had to cremate, she continues to not leave my side. If I am extra spicey today, this is why. I love you babygirl. Someday I will see you again..wait for me.
