(the day we got Whitby as a young ‘un meeting her new sister, Jasmine Rose)
Our beautiful collie-girl, Whitby, was born 8 years ago today.
June 10, 1999.
And today, on her 8th birthday, she died.
It has been a whirlwind 2 days for us, and many miles have passed. I am too worn out to relate the details, but I will – another time.
Our collie-girl died on her 8th birthday – that is way too young to die. But I believe in life after life, so “die” may not be the right word for it. She has passed from this severe and sometimes difficult life into one that I know nothing of yet – but one in which I will see her again to give her many more puppy loves…
Goodnight to our dearest Whitby, the best collie-girl in the whole world. May you rest in peace wherever you are now.
With all our love forever,
Bex, Paul, & Emmalee