About my dog, Ada. I held her in my arms two years ago, a day before my birthday, as she was put down because her throat cancer got so bad that she couldnβt breathe.
We got her 10 years prior from a shelter. She was a jrt/pit bull mix, exemplifying the best of both breeds. Super smart, loyal, crazy high energy, and super food motivated. We taught her how to ride a scoreboard, but couldnβt get her to stop pushing her leash.
She had a punctured ear when we got her because she fought of all the other dogs from the food bowl at the rescue as a 6 month old puppy.
She was NOT FRIENDLY. All our friends knew to never make eye contact or pet her. She took it upon herself to guard us from all threats, real and perceived.
Still miss her.
RIP Ada, the countess of Lovelace