In loving memory

Foxy Lady
April 2000 - December 2012

A six year old once said, "People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life — like loving everybody all the time and being nice.  Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don’t have to stay as long.”

I said goodbye to my precious angel Foxy Lady today.  She would have been 13 in April.  My husband Michael gave her to me for my 21st birthday in July of 2000.  She was the size of the palm of my hand, and I was scared to death of having to take care of this tiny little creature.  We went everywhere looking for the perfect teacup Pomeranian.  The second we set eyes on Foxy, we knew she was the one.


She had such a bubbly, joyful and peaceful spirit.  She loved showing off, doing her "happy dance" and being told she was a good and pretty girl.  All she wanted to do was be held and loved.  When she was a puppy, she loved to scoot around at record speed with her butt touching the floor.  We were blessed to spend many years with her, and we enjoyed her so much.

When our son was born, she went through a little depression because for the first time in her life, she was not the center of attention.  Up until his birth, she had slept with us.  I remember her little white grinch feet smelled like Doritos.  In the last couple of years, she got slower and slept more, but was always in very good health.

This morning, my son called me to the dining room and showed me that Foxy was actually letting him pet her - a highly unusual activity.    I started praising her for being such a good girl, when I realized that she was non-coherent.  I took her to the vet as fast as I could, and she got better before she got worse.  We finally decided it was time to stop the suffering and had her put to sleep around 4:45pm.  We were all there when it happened, and were fortunate enough to have the chance to pray with her and love on her one last time.

I'm very thankful for the time we had together, and for having witnessed the perfect example of unconditional love.  Thank you Foxy.  I love you very much and I'll never forget you.

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	If a dog were your teacher These are some of the lessons you might learn... When loved ones come home, always run to greet them Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure ecstasy When it's in your best interest practice obedience Let others know when they've invaded your territory Take naps and stretch before rising Run romp and play daily Thrive on attention and let people touch you Avoid biting, when a simple growl will do On warm days stop to lie on your back on the grass On hot days drink lots of water and lay under a shady tree When you're happy dance around and wag your entire body No matter how often you're scolded don't buy into the guilt thing and pout run right back and make friends Delight in the simple joy of a long walk Eat with gusto and enthusiasm Stop when you have had enough Be loyal Never pretend to be something you're not If what you want lies buried dig until you find it When someone is having a bad day be silent ..... ...sit close by ...and nuzzle them gently.