I’m saddened to report that one of our “cousin” dogs died tonight.
“Teagan” showed up at our friend’s farm one day a few years ago as a puppy. She was discovered, curled up, covered in fleas and who knows what else. No one knows how she got there. She was rescued in the truest sense of the word. Teagan was well cared for and joined a family that had more dogs than humans.
A Vizsla mix, she was extremely protective of my wife’s friend Laurie, and it took almost two years before I could even pet her, (The dog, not Laurie). The best I could hope for was a growl and a watchful eye. Then, one day, she came up to me and we were buddies. In a house/farm with more dogs than I can count right now, she was my favorite.
Her estimated age at the time of her death…
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