Saturday, January 29, 2011

In Loving Memory of Tipsy



September 9, 1996 - January 29, 2011

Like Abby, you were my dog all your life. As with your sister, it was time to let you go. I'll always remember my amazement when I saw you scale the 6-foot private fence so you could go play with the neighbor dog. I hated seeing you barely able to climb the stairs. I miss you already, but now you and your sister are together again.
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3 comments:

  1. John of Argghhh!1/31/2011 4:08 PM

    Barooooooooooo! We will sing a spark to Piddler's Green at the Castle.

    Shadow, Mickey - Tipsy inbound! Show her "the watching place."

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  2. DL Sly1/31/2011 9:23 PM

    My empathies and thoughts are with you.
    I'm so sorry.

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  3. Miss Ladybug1/31/2011 9:43 PM

    Thanks, y'all. I think the hardest part was knowing this was coming, but not knowing when...

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