My favorite boxer- pit bull mix died suddenly I never got to kiss her good bye. I saw her last week before she died and she always gave me her sweet soft kisses. She was my best girl. When I first saw her, she was always in motion jumping for the frisbee or ball. She was built like a tank. She was a Force of Life, with her zest for life and love. Bud and I feel in love with when she went to defend Bud from two Bloodhounds. She was ready to fight them. She was more a lover than I fighter.
When Dave, her person found out that Ginger had Lupus we had her come over to play inside. Bud loved her because she played rough like a boy dog. Bud fell into her spell. She taught Bud a bad habit like barking i my face like Ginger did to Dave to get her way. We have loved her for so many years and she left with no warning. She died while walking near my house like many times. Dave said she stumbled and looked at him as he was holding her and then her heart stopped beating. She never suffered one bit. She died in her guys' arms. She is missed.
Now when Bud barks in my face I say Okay Ginger whatever you want. We go on living thinking thinking of are beloved dogs last days because they don't worry they are too busy having fun. They leave the worrying to us. Smart dogs they live to enjoy each moment. Good lessons for us. Ginger is a real angel
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