I was trying to figure out how to post a picture and I'm not having any luck. I have enjoyed seeing and reading about everyone's studio pets. If you bare with me and what will probably be a long post, I will share a little about mine. We lost her yesterday - it was a very hard day...
Sassy, our chocolate lab, died peacefully on Nov. 9th around 4:45pm with family at her side. She was 11 1/2 years old.
We adopted Sassy almost 8 years ago from the Humane Society. It was after I saw her on the local news station as the pet of the week that I knew she was the right dog for our family. My son was really scared of dogs at the time and Sassy was described as a gentle family dog. I called my husband up to see if we could try to get her. He said yes, thinking there was no way that I would be able to get her since she was on T.V. Surely someone would beat me to it. Well, he quickly learned that when I'm determined- watch out! So I headed down to the Humane Society and waited for the doors to open along with a lot of other people, which made me really nervous that they might have been there for Sassy too. When the doors opened I went to the front desk and asked if Sassy was still there. They said I have to go in the back and look for her, if she was to come back and let them know. So I raced to the back and was able to find her pretty quickly, then raced back to the front and told them I wanted to adopt her. Not even a minute later several others came up and the phone start ringing with people wanting to adopt Sassy as well. But I was first! I felt like I won a contest with all the people wanting to adopt her.
One of the pictures I wanted to send was Sassy stuck in the fence. The memory of it will always make us laugh. When we lived in Utah, Sassy would crawl under the fence to get out. On one occasion she got stuck. Really stuck. It reminded us of the story of Winnie the Pooh when he got stuck in the hole. So Sassy quickly got the nickname Sassy the Pooh. We ended up having the call Animal Control to help get her out.
Sassy was also known as drummer dog with her heavy but never ending wagging tail. Even at her last moments she was wagging her tail. There were even occasions of her wagging her tail to the beat of one of my piano students playing on the piano- a live metronome! We will remember the walks she liked to go on even though we weren't very good at taking her on them enough, how gentle she was to everyone around her, how patient she was with my daughter dressing her up and using her as a pillow, dancing with me and my daughter and how she followed me around the house. She has given us many good memories.