Is it an ability to make friends, no matter how unusual?
Maybe it's found in someone who know exactly who they are.
Or just how to have a good time.
Is it serenity?
Or the ability to accept things the way they are without worrying themselves to death?
Is it love? Those who love know love in return.
It's said that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. If that's true then Chrisi is the most beautiful dog in the world. She's old and grey now but her peaceful nature, her innate sweetness, her love of pack and life still shines through. The glow of her inner beauty far surpasses the outer indications of her advancing years. Age may be just a number but Chrisi wouldn't care even if she could count. She may be slower, weaker but she's still out there doing her best to run with the big dogs. And when she can't she promptly puts it away and looks forward to the next chance to experience life. A lesson I wish I could learn. Companion. Sister. Best friend. Lu's Chrisimas Surprise. A gift that has given far more than we could ever return. Special is far too small a word for such as She. As is Thank you.
Chrisi. She's still my girl. I love her and always will.
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I like gray-muzzled doggies. It's like proof that they've been good 'cuz bad doggies don't usually live long enough to get the gray.
Ain't that the truth Inno. A good dog just gets sweeter with age.
Where Troopie and I loved each other, we didn't really get each other the way Chrisi and I did. It might have had something to do with having to babysit my little brother that liked to chew on me, versus the baby I didn't sit for and that chewed on her brother:)- And what mom doesn't adore the dog that sleeps in her kids room to protect them??
What a great post...and what a beautiful old gal.
Thanks ML. We hope to have her around for a bit longer.
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