My poor sister had to put her dog Happy down today. Happy just made it to her 14th birthday on Sunday. She'd been ill on and off for the last few months, and really ill for the last couple of weeks.
Happy and Amanda
Happy and Sadie last August celebrating their birthdays at the river
Happy trying to squeeze into Sadie's bed
I'll never forget when my sister came home from college to visit one summer with her new pup in tow. Happy was the cutest puppy ever. Her face was all black then. I chased her around the backyard and gave her tons of kisses. She was the sweetest thing.
Happy is with the angels now
Happy's favorite thing in the world to do was to visit the river. She'd bury her face in the water and dig up rocks from the riverbed. She'd chase rocks too. She never exactly came back with the same rock that was thrown, but that didn't matter. Happy the river dog. I like to think that that's where she is now. Playing in the water and chasing rocks.
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