Reflections in black and white
This photo was taken on one of last afternoons I spent outside with Andi in her beloved back yard about a month ago.
As weak as she became, there were a few times she mustered enough strength to get up and out to take care of bathroom business and to lie in the grass, absorbing the smells and sounds of outside for as many hours as we would allow her. Gathering the strength to get back inside was not her interest after an afternoon out. Who could blame her?
When I look at these last pictures, I see her as being regal and wise, like she knew the answers to the big life questions.
Recently I've gone back into the digital archives to look at Andi since August 2003. She was very well-documented and it gives me a lot of peace looking back at those years, knowing how happy she was. As sad as I am for myself, I am at peace with the amazing life this dog had and I feel absolutely certain that she knows how loved she was.
In her lifetime, Andi survived cancer; was the star of many house parties; had baby, child, cat, dog and adult friends; vacationed at the lake and in the mountains; had many cozy beds made specially for her and shared some of them with her best friend, Miles, the orange tabby; got many special treats, homemade meals, chew bones and toys; and was adored like an only child.
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Andi was a lucky dog and we were lucky to have her.
The last four years of her life in pictures can be seen here.