In Thursday’s comments I promised a few more pictures of Ebby.
Now that I am better able to look through her photos without teary eyes, I notice something. From the very beginning she was a “people dog”. There are very few pictures of her alone, except when the person accompanying her took the photo. Ebby was devoted to our daughter, Heather, and went with her everywhere. In later years she adopted Heather’s husband, and as each of their children arrived Ebby’s devotion didn’t shift, it just expanded to include them. No matter where they were, Ebby was always within arm’s reach.
If she wasn’t giving the tiniest of permissible kisses,
she was receiving them.
If she wasn’t snuggled up to them,
they were cuddling her.
I suppose that’s part of why we miss her so much. She wasn’t just a dog, she was a constant companion. She loved as only a special friend can… unconditionally… and asked nothing in return except the joy of being near her family.
Where did those twelve precious years go?