Estro aka The Bestro
Our beloved Estro barks on the other side, but she will always be our girl. She was 15 years old and three months. We were family and I know that she is part of my soul.
The outpouring of love from so many who knew her means so much to me and my husband. We've been told, "I've never seen a dog more loved and appreciated than Estro," and that really means a lot.
We were fortunate to "know" that it was her time and that we could be with her right up until the end. I petted her head and said "Good girl" and she died looking at me, which is exactly what I wanted.
And when her soul rose from her furry little body, I kissed her above her nose. She tasted salty, just like my ocean of tears.
She gave us so much love, so much joy, and so much happiness. No dog has ever loved us more.
Vive la Estro!