From a very dear, dear friend … “Zenamarie (also known as “Miss Z), was a playful, joyful dog.”
Miss Z at 6 weeks old.
On July 27, 2010, a new life came into the world. It was small, warm, furry, helpless. Seven weeks later, it was at an adoption shelter. All that the staff knew was that the furry little girl’s mom was a Siberian Huskie. (We would later discover that her dad was a Boxer.) She had a brother and sister and her sister was also up for adoption, but when I played with her, she wasn’t interested. When I played with the puppy the shelter had named “Kim”, I asked her to give me a sign if she wanted to come home with me. She jumped on me and kissed me one time on the face. That was my sign. I took her home. On November 18, 2021, as she heard comforting and apologetic words, she again gave a kiss and went to her home on…
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