My sister said goodbye to her beloved Roxy Laroo yesterday, December 6, 2010. She, like so many of our beloveds, succumbed to cancer. Roxy was such a steady spirit in our life and beloved by all who knew her. She was 11 years old, an adorable apbt.
She has shared so much of our "life" and growing... she was around during my sister and her husband's beginning.. their basement apartment, their pinching pennies, to the purchase of their home, their wedding, and the birth of their daughter, my niece. She loved swimming and traveling and snuggling in her blankets... my sister would give her nice warm snuggly blankies in her bed... She was "Drome" dog.. and was so easy going and amiable to whatever situation, or locale she found herself in... She was beautiful and adorable.. my sister would dress her up for whatever occasion and holiday and Roxy was always such a great sport about it... she would stay still and "pose" like the super model that she was while my crazy sister took various photos of her....She was an awesome "boatdog" and just loved the water!! Roxy always had a ballie in her mouth that was like a pacifier to her... She had a tail like a whip and would get "happy tail"..lol... she loved coming to "Aunties" house... she would play in the stream, eat horse "biscuits", and get all kinds of muddy on that pristine pink and white fure and skin of hers... Roxy was a "good girl!!"
Roxy experienced every growing stage of their life... and also was witness to many of mine. She was a very steady spirit... loved her balley, her girl, Skye, and my sister. I love Roxy LaRoo.... and my heart is heavy with sadness over the loss of her... my heart also breaks for my sister... Roxy was extremely devoted to her and I understand the pain my sister is feeling and how empty the house is without her beloved Roxy.
This had me pondering the great love and bond we attach with our 4-legged partners. Losing Roxy is laced with such sadness and brings me to thoughts of my first beloved companion, Imo. Losing Imo was the hardest event my life has experienced. I feel for my sister. Roxy is her heart dog. I know that pain.
Imo and Roxy are together now... frolicking around like in life.. I am certain of this... Roxy undoubtably has her ballie and Imo is likely trying to desperately steal it from her... We will meet again.. beloved furbabies... and until that time.. please care for each other!
