I Hate Good-Byes
I really have a problem saying good-bye, seems like I’ve been having to say it a lot lately.
Yesterday, I learned that another long time client, Tootsie, had passed away. She was a funny girl, very set in her ways. When her doggy brother Roscoe appeared on the scene, Tootsie was quite upset. When she discovered she couldn’t chase him away, she became the ultimate “big sister.”
She made sure little brother Roscoe towed the line in all ways at all times. Roscoe would try to engage Tootsie in play quite often but she wasn’t too interested, usually barking at him to go away.
Tootsie was quite a character and she will be missed by her brother Roscoe and her people. Take care, Miss Toots!