My sister Judi found a rescue Beagle from the pound, and she became LadyBug II. She had been abused, but with lots of care and love, she came around. It was like a night and day change. LadyBug II was certainly Dad's dog, they went just about everywhere together. She sure kept an eye on him. She was a real comfort to my Dad when he was in the hospice. She was there with Dad and the family when he passed. The people there allowed family pets in, and also had visiting animals that came through. When LadyBug II came back to the house, the way she acted at times, I would swear Dad was visiting her. Sadly we had to put LadyBug II down, we all gathered around her, and held her while the vet administered the shot. Funny, but afterwards, as we talked, we all felt that Dad was there with us. I think Dad was waiting patiently for his dog, as he is waiting for us.
LadyBug III is a continuation of a family tradition. So much love in one little package.
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