Dedicated to Winnie

For some of us, dogs become family members.


Winnie Mandela, or Winnie the Poo-poo to some of us who loved her, has gone to that Great Dog Park. Good friends Jan and John had to make a very painful decision to end the suffering of this beautiful girl who had developed lymphoma.


Winnie, she of the showing off her special toys, she of the sticks to carry on the way home, she of the tooth up your nostril to accompany a kiss will
be missed.



Winnie was a frequent visitor to our New Mexico home whenever her people were at their New Mexico home. And, she was always just as welcome as her humans. That beautiful girl with the shiny coat and sweet, sweet personality knew the location of the dog door, the treat jar, and the toy box.


Having had to make the same choice for Mousse, our beloved chocolate lab, our hearts are with Jan and John now. I'm picturing Mousse and Winnie playing tug-of-war with that favorite toy, the one with three rings. I'm seeing them both pain-free, running together with those beautiful lab smiles.


I can't imagine a heaven or an afterlife where dogs wouldn't be welcome for what would we be without them?