My parents' oldest dog, their shih tzu named Baby, went to the Bridge yesterday, at age 15.
She was a sweet dog who accidentally spent a night with us in 2012. My parents drove down to attend my stepdaughter's wedding and she stowed away in their minivan. Because of her dark color, they didn't notice her until they were more than an hour into the trip.
We didn't mind having her; she was raised with a kitten and ignored kitties. Even Benny wasn't bothered by her.
Run free, Baby. I hope Tucker greeted you at the Bridge.
|Baby in healthier days.|