Dynamo. That's what she was. Millie came charging into our lives when she was about 3 months old. She came from a farm far away and we knew nothing of her fur parents. She was the last of her litter. |
When she came to our home, she ran and ran and ran. We had another golden Abby and she didn't know what to make of her. Millie was extremely independent, did not look for affection and rarely listened. Not your typical golden. She didn't care much for other dogs or people. She enjoyed her own company.
Her favorite spot in the whole world was our lake house in Michigan. She would be in the water all day playing with her favorite ball, Wilson. When Abby passed and we got another golden Lucy, they would play and nap together. Happy times.
This past summer we noticed Millie was slowing down and losing weight. She always had a heart condition but it didn't stop her from swimming. She loved it. Over the fall she slept more but still wagged her heavy tail against the floor whenever she saw you. Wap wap wap!
Millie's human mom(me) has been very ill for the past two years. I have leukemia and many side effects of the medication. I also broke my hip in January. During these very stressful times, she never left my side. She slept beside me (never did that before) and wouldn't leave me unless I got up from bed. She refused food until I ate. My husband had to carry her out so she could go outside. But she would come right back to me. We started to notice that she was in pain. It was becoming that time. Because of my hip I could not go with her to her last vet visit. I kissed and hugged her goodbye. I hope she visits me in my dreams.
She had always attached herself to my husband but we grew a very special bond. I love her dearly and will miss her every day.
I hope Millie and Abby are having a blast together ❤️