12/05/2025
Each time I lose a friend I try and remind myself that I was lucky to even know these dogs...that I have been given a special chance to know and love so many dogs (and other animals as well). I tell myself this like it will make me feel better somehow...
I could get philosophical here but I think when we grieve it's easier to lie to ourselves to get past the hurting parts. Or at least that's how I operate 🤷
I didn't have as much time with Daisy as I wanted..and I know her family feels the same way. I loved driving Miss Daisy (and how much I enjoyed saying that in my mind and in my msgs to her family). When I met Daisy I loved her...She was full of beans and energetic and couldn't do a full sit (because that's just how her adorable little body was made). She was sweet and affectionate and so so smart. She just wanted pets and 💕
The goal was to have her join on group hikes (as she had been doing with her previous walker before moving here). So we went slow...and every time she met a new buddy I would smile. The way Daisy seemlessly fit into the crew was amazing. The OGs accepted her instantly, the smushy face haters liked her, the sassy pants enjoyed her and the littles greeted her with kisses in the car. And more importantly, SHE loved everyone. She fit like an old friend they'd been missing. I won't pretend like fitting dogs in is an easy task..it's not always. And some dogs don't connect with one another but she did. She fit with every group, every single dog and was so excited to see them each day.
When Daisy got her diagnosis, both her family and I thought this would be a steady decline. But not for Miss Daisy...Sometimes the stubborn nature of a bully breed comes in handy. 😉 Her resilience through her illness was incredible. She had her ups and downs but she was her happy little self throughout it and never showed how badly she was likely feeling.
To her family....thank you for letting us Drive Miss Daisy ❤️ We miss her a lot lot 🐾