|Becky, with her rabbit from Grandma Jean.|
April 17, 1998 - February 25, 2013
"... what we have enjoyed, we can never lose ... all that we love deeply becomes a part of us."
Today, my darling granddog Becky left this world, her mama and papa by her side. She was at least fifteen years old, a sweet, happy Australian Shepherd/Border Collie mix.
Janice (my daughter) and Alex adopted her from Vancouver Animal Shelter April 17th, 2008. The shelter thought she was 10-12 years old at that time. My daughter chose April 1998 as her birthdate.
She wore a beautiful smile, loved to play fetch, to run on the beaches. She could be seen frequenting downtown
Vancouver bistros, sitting quietly at
sidewalk tables while her mama or papa sipped coffee. She visited me on several occasions and
always got along with whatever mix of animals were in my care.
Becky had a wonderful life for the past five years, thanks to two young people who weren't afraid to adopt a senior dog and who believed in giving her the best life possible. She was very deeply loved and will be very much missed.
|Becky on the beach at Parksville|
|Her intense border-collie stare|
|Christmas at Grandma Jean's house, 2011|
|On the trails at Osborne Bay Park|
|Where else? Crofton Sea Walk, of course!|
|"Grandma Jean got me my own flying squirrel!"|
|You. Will. Feed. Me. Cookies.|
|On Saltspring Island|
Run free, sweet Becky. Hugs, Janice and Alex. Her spirit is always with you.