Queen Lola of Concord, Loladog Haselden
I named my firstborn child after my dog that I had to put to sleep. She became Loladog when child Lola was old enough to know her name.
Loladog was a Husky that I held onto for 16 years. Putting her to sleep has been the hardest thing I have done, and I miss her terribly. I miss her so much, in fact, that I can't even walk by her grave or find something just right to put on it when I get the guts to do so.
She saved me, twice. Too much to say here, but she was definitely my best friend. It's hard to even say how awesome she was. Words don't do justice. Our times together over 16 years would do more.
When she was younger, she would run with me. As she grew older, way older, she would follow me everywhere I went, sniffing the back of my knee to know where to go.
In my heaven, if I make it there, she will be one of the first to greet me. God bless her. I hope she is finally completely healthy, hanging at the Rainbow Bridge, welcoming other perfect dogs, and if not, being the LEAD DOG in the IDITAROD in the Heavenly sky. If not, I'd be ok to meet her elsewhere.
Ode to my bestfriend, Loladog!
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