Our golden girl passed on in September of 2015. She had bad hips and her quality of life was deteriorating, so she went on one last car ride with me and then crossed Rainbow Bridge.
Before that, she was a happy girl and we loved having her as a member of our family. She was an accomplished counter surfer, her best scores were a baked potato and steak and in her first months, she and her 2 year old human sister worked together to get a pizza box off the stove, into the living room, where she and Evvie shared the pizza. (Evvie ate the pineapple and Holly got the rest of the slices.) She loved her stuffies and we enjoyed picking out new ones for her to disembowel. One of her favorite things was to play chase with real bunnies. Unfortunately, she would get to the best part of the game, where she would catch the bunny, and then she would discover that they only squeaked once. She would look down at the deceased bunny, then up at me, and back a couple times, as if asking me to please fix the bunny. She was a tomato lover, but only ones that she picked out herself from the garden. She would carefully make her way through the bushes, tail wagging, then would select one to bring inside. She would eventually eat her choice later that night. A few years into her life with us, she met my mom's 5 pound poodle, Abby. Abby had been raised by cats and so Holly taught her to be a real dog. They patrolled the yard together and were best friends until September of 2014, when Abby got cancer and crossed Rainbow Bridge. Our only regret was that somehow, somewhere a black dog had done Holly wrong, and so she would not tolerate any black dogs around her and her family. That made dog parks hard for her, but we thankfully have a big yard. We miss her a lot. Holly will always be a beloved member of our family. Kelly S |