Ode to Olive

Losing a pet is hard. 

This little lady came to live with us when she was about six or seven years old.

By then she'd had several litters of puppies 

and been abandoned with her last litter of eight.

She was a survivor, determined to be a good mom, 

as she journeyed to a neighbor's farm

and ate cat food, then she would return to her pups and nurse them.

The farmer with the cat food followed her one day 

and found she'd been left behind, to fend for herself.

His sister took Olive to a dog rescue. 

After needed surgeries, Olive went up for adoption. 

By the time we met her at Petsmart, all her puppies 

but one were adopted. 

We fell in love with this cranky little dog 

and shared a home with her for more than eight years. 

We'll miss the clip-clop of her toes on the floor and her funny bark. 

Olive taught us to be patient and to share.

She loved eating toast with me :)

Is having a pet worth the grief you feel when they pass on? 

Yes, it is. 

RIP Miss Olive.