Today I lost the best dog I’ve ever had. She happily spent nights outside with me as I worked the observatory or watched for meteors. For the past two years she came with me to the Okie-Tex Star Party. Lucy was a star dog if there ever was one.
She was the finest dog I’ve ever have had. None have ever been more devoted than her. Whats funny is I didn’t pick her, a dear and special friend brought her home and Lucy chose me.
We’ve had almost nine years of fun and adventure. I’m deeply saddened by her passing but I’m glad it happened so quick. Just last night we were out back looking at the stars together, well, she was hunting around while I looked at the stars. Then all of a sudden, from this morning to this afternoon she slipped away.
We haven’t had much snow so far this year. Lucy loved being out hunting in the snow, like this from two years ago:
Tonight around midnight the constellation Canis Major will pass over Lucy’s grave. She truly was the “greater dog”.
Update Thursday 1/22: I woke up without my companion. Last night a friend sent me the OTSP picture above
The first morning without my girl feels just as bad as the moment I lost her yesterday. Every morning for the past few years she was my alarm clock. The moment she heard me stirring she came over by the bed, her wagging tail thumping against the wall. She would nudge my arm with her nose. I always smiled, how can you not?