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Miss Sophie left us today. One super big, little dog.Posted Tuesday, April 26, 2011, at 3:29 PM
Sophie on her daily trip to the Post Office to deliver eBay.
Having a small "lap dog" was new to us. She showed up about two weeks after we had to say goodbye to one of our blue heeler mix and she almost seemed to be "sent" to ease the pain.
Her breed was always a mystery to us, but it was certain that she had been a loved member of some family. We are guessing an older person who could not keep her or who had passed away. The family left behind must have turned her loose on our road, because we are too remote for her to just "happen by".
We posted pictures at the Post Office and blogged about her here, but no one spoke up and in hindsight, we were extremely lucky that she stayed. Just a pure delight,loyal and deeply devoted to me.
Why? We do not know. Maybe her previous human was a man but Debbi and her mother were the primary caregivers to her, so we thought she would attach to them. She loved them, but Debbi says she always seemed lost when I was not in the house and when I was, she was a constant shadow.
It was tough to say goodbye to my shadow today. She has always enjoyed laying on her bed next to my desk, next to me on the sofa while watching TV or laying with us in bed.
Deb said she always seemed to be pushing her off the bed, but I think it was just a desire to be close, but not too close. She was not a lap dog, unless she was using your lap to hang her head out the car window.
She was with me during one of my heart attacks, licking my face and worrying. Deb was away, and she seemed to realize that she was all I had for help. Her soft tongue kept me conscious until I was able to call for a ride to the ER.
Lately she had lost her desire to eat. We thought it might be her teeth, which were crooked up front and hand fed her for weeks before she just stopped eating. After a 3 night, expense paid vacation at the vet (and some IV fluid) we brought her home to see if we could get her eating again.
Nope. Nothing was interesting any more. She used to give in for fresh fried chicken from 82 market, but even this was a no go. Sparing you the rest of the details, we decided she probably only had a few more days to go, so we asked Bobby West to help her on her journey.
Keeping her going for the next few days or maybe a week was selfish on my part, so....we said goodbye.
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Steve Mills and his wife have one daughter and live on a farm outside of Bell Buckle. They previously owned two coffee/ice cream shops, currently operate an internet sales company and teach classes, but his primary job involves the paper industry worldwide. Hobbies and interests lie in gardening, photography, recorded music and of course, their pets.
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