Leah
I adopted Leah from DARE on July 3, 2010, in Yulee, Florida. She was three years old when she came into my life. I don’t anything about her past life, only that she had a small scare on front leg and that DARE had recently rescued her from a shelter. She quickly became my little shadow and my sweet girl. She loved to sleep under the covers and on top of the couch. She gave the sweetest kisses when you said, “Leah give me kiss.” She got to see the beach several times, the mountains once, and snow twice in South Georgia. We would go doggie carnivals in the spring and wiener dog races during the fall. She moved with me four times over ten years. Birthdays were a big deal where she received special treats, an outfit and toys. I even made a couple of special dog cakes/treats just for her.
The last two years of her life she finally got a real dog dad named Ben and a dog brother named Bandit. Ben and Leah developed their own bond over time. Ben learned to love Leah just as much as I did. Bandit and Leah peacefully cohabited together and enjoyed snuggling together on the couch. We were a real family for four. We bought a house and moved into it January of this year. Everything was perfect. Leah got the house and family she deserved. I even got to be the work from home dog mom I always wanted to be this year. This allowed me to spoil both Leah and Bandit even more than before. I got more time with them than I would have otherwise. God works in mysterious ways… I was blessed to work from home since March which allowed me to devote the extra care that Leah needed at thirteen years old. The week of August 3 Leah stopped eating and became very fatigued and we could tell her time was drawing near. She peacefully crossed the rainbow on Sunday, August 9 in her sleep. She was my world for ten years and she will be missed dearly.
