Today marks the year anniversary of losing our beloved Italia. We continue to miss her and take comfort in the memory of the unconditional love and friendship she gave us. May her Memory Be Eternal!
She was my 10.5-year-old furry best girl. She moved a little slower, barked less, listened harder, chased less, and paced more, especially when given a bone that she carried, guarded, hid, found, savored, and so on. She snored intensely, like a drunken crew of grandpas dreaming of fishing trips. Although she played less, she still wagged the feathers of her perfectly fluffy and pristine tail everyday. More than any of that, our glory girl loved effortlessly, without limits.
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