A little time with Grace

It’s been over a week since we said our farewells to our senior dog, Grace. At fifteen plus years she was an old gal by anyone's standards. Grace joined our family a scant sixteen months ago and despite telling myself this was (obviously) going to be a brief adoption, such logic doesn't seem to have been adequate insulation and protection against the ensuing sadness of saying good-bye.

Grace

Surely this shouldn't be a surprise; this matted, stinky blonde dog had me crying within the first fifteen minutes of meeting her at our local animal control center. (Adopting Grace) Her watery brown eyes and gentle disposition managed to melt my "one dog only" resolve nearly instantly.

And while I like to think that she enjoyed her final year, that she felt loved and enjoyed lots of walks, cuddles and treats, I think that I am the one who was lucky to have shared some time with her. Despite her age, the achy joints, failing senses and the challenges of dealing with her younger (and often hostile) canine brother, Zack, she remained gentle, patient and appreciative.

Often, there is much to learn from our doggie family members; may I learn to possess the grace of my friend Grace.

Thank you for visiting My Turquoise Kettle Life today.

Wishing you a grace-filled day,

Sandra