As the days unfold and we come to what is probably your end of watch, I wanted to document the love I have for you and how you made my life a better place to be. I'm not sure why, but helps my heart a little to put it all in words. If anyone ever reads this, fine. If they don't, that's fine too. I don't want anyone to think I am a crazy dog lady. Even if I am. It's just my way of dealing with it. Here is your story.
None of it was your fault really, but at that moment, I didn't want you to be part of our family anymore. I love my dogs, but in the pack hierarchy, my precious children rank WAY above any dog. Rick threw you in a kennel and we rushed Cass to get 9 stitches around her elbow. When we got home. I told Rick to "take you to the vet". Lucky for you, and eventually for me, Rick and the kids prevailed.
In 2007, Dixie left for the Rainbow Bridge. F***ing cancer. She was only 7. She was more Rick's dog, and it was very hard on him.
As the last few years have gone by, you've barked at strangers, growled at the wind, and made me feel safe more times than you know. You've snuggled up to sick children, as though you knew they needed you.
I love you forever, Fudge. I've loved all my dogs over the years, but you are my absolute favorite.
Update :( On September 3, 2014, while holding his sweet face, my doggie passed over the Rainbow Bridge. You will be forever missed.