A Tribute to My Friend Aussie
My friend Aussie came to me when she was about a year old. She was in a shelter and needed a loving home. Aussie was found abandoned in a field with mange and half starved. But the shelter manager decided to keep her alive and treat her for the mange. I offered to take her home and foster her until she was better, but I fell in love immediately with her charming personality and loving, peaceful nature. She was afraid of a lot of things, but with my care and love and training, she overcame her fears and grew quickly into a great companion and my best friend.
Aussie had an endless capacity for unconditional love. She greeted me when I came home; she followed me around, protected my home with her bark; went for walks with me; loved the food I gave her. She never complained or asked for anything in return for her love and companionship. The bond between us was strong and grew stronger with each day. Aussie was smart and wise beyond her years. She was a great watch dog, a brilliant hunter – loved to chase rabbits and squirrels, and a loyal friend.
I read a saying that fit Aussie's intelligence so well -- If you think dogs can't count, try putting three dog biscuits in your pocket and then giving Fido only two of them. ~Phil Pastoret
I'm sure I could go on and on about all of the virtues and assets of my wonderful dog and friend of 14 years. She succumbed to old age, renal failure, and arthritis on December 29th, and I miss her terribly. My house is so quiet now, but Aussie told us we should get another dog. So, we will someday soon. For now, Aussie is happy and pain-free and running with Max (my dog that passed away in May last year) and chasing rabbits and squirrels.