Friday we said goodbye to Vita. Our glorious, gentle, loving, indomitable Airedale had finally run her course. Despite all her aches and pains, and for all her ailments of the past two years, her spirit shone through and her conviction that she needed to go for walks and to be there for the next meal meant we knew she was not ready to go - until this last week.
We took her to Diana who has nursed her through all the ups and downs of the last thirteen years. We kept her in the back of the merc (which sometime ago came back into our lives) and let her slip away. She went so easily.
And so we came home. To find we'd been left message on the phone. I dialled 3103
and there it was - a single, solitary bark. And the time of the
message? Just after Vita would have left us. We cannot explain it and
don’t need to. We believe she found a way to say goodbye and to let us know all
is well.
Some memories ...
"Lap Dog"
So Well Behaved!
