Annie died today.
She nipped mailmen, small children, and anyone who stepped on her tail. She outlived all her dog buddies by many years, and she was totally unimpressed with puppy replacements. She was half border collie, half Australian cattle dog, a mutt from the pound. She loved to run and when she ran she was beautiful, but most of the time she looked kind of ordinary, practical. She made me go out and see what was going on, and was incredibly patient with me and my camera.
She lived sixteen people years and up until two days ago, was right as rain. She never liked any fuss, so let's keep it that way. No condolences. Just lean over and give your creatures, human or other, a little scratch, maybe something ridiculous to eat. She went on with a tummy full of great things.
I have lots of photos of Annie,
but this post describes her best.