Ginger

My dog has died. Not to bore you with the details of my life, but I must say a few words about my faithful companion of ten years. For the past year, we had shared a similar heart condition, and yesterday, it struck her down. She went quickly and peacefully.

She never gave us anything but pleasure and affection. She guarded the house, barking only when appropriate, and I choose to believe she loved us as much as we loved her. I celebrate her life and mourn her passing.