The heat here at our castle has been unbelievable. Near 100 degrees and humid. The heat was too much for our family dog. She joined us swimming at the pond on Sunday and stuck around for a party we did not attend. She did not make it home that night.
She was the first Christmas gift that the King ever got me in 1999. She was around 8 weeks old and he rescued her from the animal shelter. She has been a great dog for the last 11 1/2 years. She has been a fat dog since she grew up...we tried everything when she was younger to help get her at a healthy weight...we finally gave up and decided she could be fat and happy. In the last few months, she has really slowed down (and she didn't move fast before). We will miss her bark and stepping over her laying on the deck. The kids will miss rubbing her belly when she lays on her back.
We love ya Buffy Dog!