sad sad evening
yesterday evening i had to put my sweet shotsie to sleep.
my only solace is that she was not in any pain.
we got shotsie when she was 8 weeks old, november 1994, the day before thanksgiving.
rebecca was in kindergarten.
shotsie did not think she was a dog, she was a grand dame. and the best watchdog ever. rebecca and i never had to be afraid living alone in lake placid while shotsie was there to protect us.
shotsie was not a licking dog, but when she got in the mood, watch out! she would pin you down and lick your face til you begged for mercy laughing!