paloma
I remember the first time we met. Her piercing yellow eyes..sort of scared me. She was so smart, so sweet, so intuitive. It turns out that we were friends from years past when as a baby she had the worst case of Mange ever and lived at the bottom of the hill and nobody could bear to pet her. After living with Pamela , the vet for a year and with love and the grace of god…she cured Paloma. Her brother, “The ever so famous Damos” was hanging out with Paloma. She also was madly in love with Julian, sweet Argentinean musician. For a few years Paloma would live with us all for different parts of the year. Eliza from the Kootneys was one of her best friends. Whenever Eliza was in town Paloma would vacation with her. Maria and her Son were also super connected to her and always took care of her when I was away.
I am so surprised that Paloma chose me. i really wasn’t a dog kind of guy. I cant explain how much love she gave to me and friends worldwide…
The Ehrlichia beat her down and fast. She suffered very little.
Adios to my Slumdog Millionaire….