Lily Farewell

Dear Everyone,

Because our dear dogs are such regular fixtures in our lives, and mean the world to us, I thought you should know that this morning our dear Lily Bernadette Lemontine has crossed over and is no longer with us. I am so sad today.

Lilly A somewhat misshaped lemon and white Basset Hound, Lily wasn’t ill, just getting old. Last night, parked in her usual spot under the dinner counter, she received wonderful New York steak tidbits and pasta that conveniently fell off of our plates. She lived an amazing life, considering when we found her at a pet store nearly 13 years ago, she had Parvo but she triumphantly conquered that disease along with the hearts of everyone who has ever been to our home. I don’t think any dog had more nicknames nor enjoyed digging for critters in the mud outside of the Dogtrot (a northern Michigan lodge with miles of woods) as much as Little Miss Muffin Buttcakes.

For years, she marched in the Birmingham Bassett Hound Parade in a pink ruffled southern bonnet that she never complained about, while I dressed up like a goofy tourist in Basset Hound attire, always wondering if she’d be too lazy to finish walking the three-block parade route. No worries, she would be rescued by the Pooped Pup Truck, a golf cart driven by a morning volunteer whose job was to pick up tired Bassets from the roadside. And her favorite place to be other than the dinner bowl was on the boat, taking a nap under the summer sun.

Sometime this morning, she simply walked outside the doggie door, took one last look at the sky and just laid down to rest. And on her own terms, and without any fuss, that was the end of her earth journey. My guess is that she went on to find her buddy Duncan somewhere over the Rainbow Bridge and the two of them are now leaping over logs and rabble rousing with the squirrels.

It always amazes me how much we grow to love our dogs (are they truly dogs? I think they are furry angels in disguise) and how big a presence they have in our lives because they give without asking. They listen to our silly stories, offering us love and comfort whenever we want, and are our biggest fans. This dog was my dear friend for so long, it is difficult to let go today, but like all things in life, this too shall pass and all will be well.

Blessings, Charlene