My Golden!My lady Candace.
I first met 'My Candace' when she was 7 weeks old. I was sitting on a lawn amongst 7 rollie pollie puppies and she waddled up to me and crawled on me. She chose me, I chose her!
I picked her up 1 week later, and our life together began. We spent almost 11 years together, and it was amazing. She was a true lady. She loved the water and was disgusted when she was dirty. She was very easy to train, as she always wanted to please her 'Dad'. She was my girl. She was docile as could be, and would never harm any living thing, yet if someone was aggressive to my lady, she was there, and would bear her teeth, unbelievably. Kind of like her 'Dad'
When she got sick, I took her to the 'doctor', they performed a thorough check on her, including X-rays. She hated going to the vet, yet was always a 'good girl'. They supplied me with antibiotics and she started feeling better, and I was thrilled. After she had finished her meds she rapidly declined and I realized that I was keeping her alive for me, not for her.
Putting her down was the most difficult decision that I have ever had to make. My baby went 'down', just like I asked. She was calm, and she listened to her 'Dad'. I watched my 'Baby' go to sleep. My 'girl' was at peace.
I still miss my Candace, and it has been over 12 years.
I now have Bella Rose, a 2 year old Chocolate Lab, nutcase. She is opposite. She is a tomboy, loves mud... She too, is my girl, yet will never replace my Candace.
Dogs are amazing,they are always happy to see you and always offer unconditional love.
Gotta love them!