Luna
A donation was made in memory of Luna by Doctors and Staff of the Sunset Hill Veterinary and Rehabilitation Center on Jan 27, 2009.
Luna 1994 - 2009
On January 16, my dear sweet, strong, smart, beautiful – stubborn, headstrong, dingo (and kangaroo, Tasmanian devil, deer, camel, dolphin, horse...) -- Luna, passed on to whatever comes next. Luna was my companion for 15 rich years. She pushed her way over her littermates to get to me, and so I brought her home from the shelter in Forks, WA. A wild and rambunctious puppy, always with huge ears, Luna was smart and wily, but at the core she was always sweet. She loved people, dogs, and perhaps most of all, food!
Once the fastest dog at the dog park, Luna liked nothing better than to get other dogs to chase her. But they were never a match. As she got older, and mellowed (hard to believe), she grew ever sweeter, even as she stoically endured many ailments of aging. She has given me years of companionship and accompanied me to many places. I miss her hugely and will always treasure the life we had together.
Good night sweet moon.
A few choice comments from fans of Luna:
“There is a huge hole where she used to be in this world, but in a sense that's a good thing, as it speaks to the impact that she had in it, with her extraordinary essence that was, well, simply Luna. The sleek and wily and rocket-fast and precocious placido-dingo with the penchant for chicken and the most extraordinary ears; the special one that all of us who loved her will always remember.”
“Her enthusiasm always was infectious. I'm sure that she must always have been a great tonic for a short blah day in the Seattle winter. She always seemed so happy to be alive that you just had to agree with her. Fifteen years is a great run and I know that you worked hard to keep her going toward the end.
I shall have to raise a glass from a distance tomorrow. But Luna would rather have it be a savory chicken sandwich that she could grab!”
“Luna was the best dog, but she was a bed hog. Sleeping with me she would always stretch her legs straight out and push them against me until her body was pretty much in the middle of the bed and I was shoved to the very edge of the mattress hanging on for dear life.
Remember when she tried to jump into the shower with me?----naughty dog!
She made people curious.
She always wanted to be in the front seat with you when we went on road trips.
I loved her ears.
I loved Luna.”
“She certainly made things interesting and fun.”
“There are so many Luna stories to share from Dayton avenue all the way to New Hampshire. I have no single one in particular, but I remember she did like to sit right on me, or so it seemed, on the Dayton couch or if not on my lap, then squarely on my feet.”
Sylvia
On January 16, my dear sweet, strong, smart, beautiful – stubborn, headstrong, dingo (and kangaroo, Tasmanian devil, deer, camel, dolphin, horse...) -- Luna, passed on to whatever comes next. Luna was my companion for 15 rich years. She pushed her way over her littermates to get to me, and so I brought her home from the shelter in Forks, WA. A wild and rambunctious puppy, always with huge ears, Luna was smart and wily, but at the core she was always sweet. She loved people, dogs, and perhaps most of all, food!
Once the fastest dog at the dog park, Luna liked nothing better than to get other dogs to chase her. But they were never a match. As she got older, and mellowed (hard to believe), she grew ever sweeter, even as she stoically endured many ailments of aging. She has given me years of companionship and accompanied me to many places. I miss her hugely and will always treasure the life we had together.
Good night sweet moon.
A few choice comments from fans of Luna:
“There is a huge hole where she used to be in this world, but in a sense that's a good thing, as it speaks to the impact that she had in it, with her extraordinary essence that was, well, simply Luna. The sleek and wily and rocket-fast and precocious placido-dingo with the penchant for chicken and the most extraordinary ears; the special one that all of us who loved her will always remember.”
“Her enthusiasm always was infectious. I'm sure that she must always have been a great tonic for a short blah day in the Seattle winter. She always seemed so happy to be alive that you just had to agree with her. Fifteen years is a great run and I know that you worked hard to keep her going toward the end.
I shall have to raise a glass from a distance tomorrow. But Luna would rather have it be a savory chicken sandwich that she could grab!”
“Luna was the best dog, but she was a bed hog. Sleeping with me she would always stretch her legs straight out and push them against me until her body was pretty much in the middle of the bed and I was shoved to the very edge of the mattress hanging on for dear life.
Remember when she tried to jump into the shower with me?----naughty dog!
She made people curious.
She always wanted to be in the front seat with you when we went on road trips.
I loved her ears.
I loved Luna.”
“She certainly made things interesting and fun.”
“There are so many Luna stories to share from Dayton avenue all the way to New Hampshire. I have no single one in particular, but I remember she did like to sit right on me, or so it seemed, on the Dayton couch or if not on my lap, then squarely on my feet.”
Sylvia
