Monday, October 23, 2006

Missing Trinity

Our baby Trinity (photo to be added soon) has gone to the Pet Summerlands. She got into a fight with a raccoon, and while that is not unusual (she always whipped their butts before) this time the rotten 'coon took her out. One note of justice: George found what was left of the 'coon a few days later, hiding underneath the former chicken coop. So at least Trinnie took it out with her. She is buried by her doghouse, and every time I look out the window I cry because she was such a doll.... now I have no reason to learn to spin, because I won't be brushing her winter coat out every spring (and getting enough hair to knit a Dr. Who-length scarf). At least we still have Nakeyta, but as loving as she is, she is not a replacement for Trinnie. Pup, may your bum leg give you no troubles in Puppy Heaven....