She passed away over ten years ago now but I still think about her every day. She was a present from my parents, they took our rescue dog back to the SPCA for a nail trim and saw her just sitting there staring at them. With that stare they knew she would be a good fit into our family.
She was huge, weighed 10 pounds on a skinny day and ruled the house. She bossed the dogs around and lived to play with the puppy. Every morning she would wake me up by throwing her food bowl around her overnight house and stomping and she would greet me at the door with kisses. Her favourite way to cuddle was to climb up into my arms, flip onto her back and suck on my finger. It was like holding a big fluffy baby.
She was only 5 when she passed away from cancer in her reproductive system. We were unable to get her spayed because she reacted so poorly to the anesthesia.
Her name was Apricot and she was the best girl 🩷🩷
by Equivalent_Sir1374