We buried Tobe this morning under a tall stand of white birch and oak. Neighbour Ian dug the grave with his backhoe. After wrapping in her favourite blanket, we lowered her into the sweet earth. Wide open blue sky above us. Brave old girl she was until the end.
Tobe outlived Bella by nearly two years.
First time in thirty years without a good dog at my heels. How odd . . .
At Delaps Cove, August 2012 ...
With sister Bella, 2010.