The best dog in America is now running around, begging my dad for treats. He pretended he didn’t like her but secretly loved her. Now they can hang out together. I didn’t have pets growing up. There’s a whole story about my grandparents’ dog Tawny and how she ran away while we were watching her circa 1979. But once my brother met my sister in law we were graced with Allie. She was the best yellow lab ever created. She lived with my parents off and on for years and finally became a permanent houseguest. My sister loved her most of all. She took such very good care of her – up until the very end. She was a brat. She hated other dogs but loved people. She liked peanut butter and bacon but hated eggs. She had the sweetest face you ever saw.
And she fell asleep for the last time last night.
Sleep well Boubah. We’ll miss you more than anything.