Lady has gone to the Bridge

[Karen]

Lady, dear girl
Velvet coat with ears to match
Warm and solid against one's hip
The couch will never be the same
How will Grandpa know he's got the right house
Without your wagging greeting?
How will Patch learn manners
Without your senior tutelage?
How ever will the family sleep
Without the skunk hound ready to protect them
Or alert them when the cows come to visit?
How ever will my legs know I'm at the right house
Without your thumping tail thwapping against them?

Lady, dear girl, your pain is over
But you do us a favor,
Watch over your humans from up there at the bridge
And send them kisses and licks and deep doggie sighs in their dreams
To let them know you're okay, and found the softest spot for naps
Slow-moving skunks without sprayers to chase
And Uncle Mac with the biscuit jar
Woofle them a kiss, and let 'em know
You're always with them, and with us.

[Scooter's Mom]

I am so very sorry for your loss.
My heart goes out to y'all.