Daisy came into our lives at the age of four months, a sweet little bundle you just had to love.  She came to BHRA because she was a "chewer"....imagine that, a four month old puppy whose chewing made her unwanted.  We are thankful to the family that gave her away, because they gave us the greatest gift,  7 years of joy and love.  Daisy got along wonderfully with our other BHRA Basset girl, Rachel, who was about 10 months old when we got Daisy.  Because of her early puppy hood experience, she did not trust men; but she learned to trust my husband and became "daddy's girl".  She would spend hours laying across his legs, on her back, hanging her head upside down.  What a picture! 

By the time we discovered Daisy's lymphoma, the disease was in a fairly advanced stage.  We decided at that point to make her remaining days as happy and pain free as possible.  The vet said let her eat anything she wanted, and we took her seriously - marshmallows, hotdog buns, ice cream, you name it, she got it.  As luck would have it, my husband had surgery in May, putting him home on medical leave for 9 weeks.  Well, you have to believe in a higher power, because Daisy did not have to spend time alone those last 6 weeks of her life.  She was happy to spend her days with her daddy, knowing there was somebody home to help her when she needed it. 

We lost our sweet baby in early July.  She and I got up early that Sunday morning, while the rest of the household slept (not even her mate, Rachel, awoke with us that morning).  After a short walk outside, Daisy came in to rest; her heavy sigh telling me all she could not say with words "Mom, I'm tired, I've gone as far as I can".  It was time for that dreaded trip to the vet, to help Daisy move out of her world of pain and to the Rainbow Bridge.

Again, fate stepped in for Daisy; for she is not alone at the Rainbow Bridge any longer.  While her daddy's work was done here in this life taking care of her, she had a special friend join her just weeks later at the Rainbow Bridge.  Daisy was joined by her dog sitter, Pam, who sat with Daisy and Rachel any time we went out of town, had to work late, or were going to be out for a long day/evening.  So Pam not only loved her in this life, she is with her now.  So while we miss Daisy so, so much, it is comforting to know she is not alone.  I look forward to the day we all meet on the Rainbow Bridge!!

We miss you, sweet girl.

Mom, Dad, Lizzie and your pawfriend, Rachel
The Winbiglers