Memorial for Siren Baird

Today we lost our “puppy”.  By “puppy” I mean 8.5 year old Great Dane.  She was a beautiful dog, incredibly friendly and docile.  I didn’t want her at first, but I gave in to Better Half’s pleas.  She tore up our floor, got hair everywhere, always had terrible breath and made a much better door than a window.  She also waited for us to get home in the front window, would nuzzle and lean up against you and NEVER acted up or raised a bark!  She was protective of her “sister” Lil’ Baird and of her “mom” when she was pregnant.  She loved popcorn and Greenies.  She crossed her paws in front of her when she laid down, looking quite content with herself.  She would run in her sleep and get a “Billy Idol” lip that always made me smile.

She had a good day today, sunning herself on the back porch and laying by her “mom’s” feet.  The doctor was kind enough to come to our house and with a simple shot, she passed peacefully and quietly with the two people who had cared for her unconditionally stroking her head the entire time.

She was a good dog and I loved her and now I miss her!