Less than four days ago, my Dilly Doggie was alive. I still cannot believe that I will never again see her perk her big ears up and tilt her head to the side. She was happier than I ever thought a dog can be, right until the very end, even when she had to work through pain and suffering.
My Princess's heart was literally too big for God to let her live any longer. She died at 9 years old of congestive heart failure in her sleep. I wasn't there, but I was told that she looked very peaceful as she passed.
Those 9 years were the best of my life. There will never be another dog like her. Her personality was so special and unique that I don't think I'd ever want another dog like her. Even as she rests in peace in my backyard, bundled in her doggy bed with her favorite toy (her "baby"), I can still say she is the best dog in this world.
I'll miss you, Dill Pickle. I already miss you more than I can handle sometimes. Thank you for so many wonderful years and for being the best friend I'll ever have. I know you're in heaven now, eating vegetables, sleeping in front of fireplaces, and running down the street without anyone running to catch you this time.
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