Goodbye, Zhora (Patreon)

Today has been incredibly hard.

Yesterday, we had our old girl here at home, dealing her arthritis and a growth on her liver that was detected just a few months ago, but otherwise being her normal self; eating all her food, loving her walks through the neighborhood. Barking at every potential threat. Laying on my feet while I had my dinner in case there was even an atom of food she could claim.

This morning, everything changed. Much faster than we imagined it could. So fast. This has been awful.

Zhora was a rescue dog who was FULL of energy and a love for just about everyone she met. Everybody in our area knew her loving “hello song” that she would scream at everyone that she recognized on the sidewalk. I’ve never seen a dog who liked walking or car rides as much as her. She was a handful, but she was OUR handful. Our pack will never be the same.

You were a good girl, Zhora.