Goodbye to a Good Dog


We lost Taffy a couple of months ago. I’ve not posted about it before now because I wasn’t sure what to say about it when it happened. I assumed that it would be easier to write about it after a little time passed, but it’s not really. However, if I put it off too long, I’m afraid I won’t ever get around to saying anything about it.

While I’ve always liked dogs, I’ve never been what you might call a “dog person”. So when I first met The “Future” Misses, it took me a while to get used to the fact that she had three dogs who spent most of their time inside. I’m not saying I became a dog person overnight, but I did eventually become a lot more comfortable with the idea of having dogs stay inside. And Taffy was one of the main reasons I came around.

While I have nothing against Jack or Jetta (ok, maybe “nothing” is too strong a word), I’ve never known a dog like Taffy before. She was really intelligent (“scary smart” is how The Misses described her). And she was very affectionate and always happy to see you. Since she didn’t have a habit of getting into things, she got to have the run of the house while we were gone. And whenever we got home, she would always meet us at the door, hopping up and down. The house doesn’t feel the same without her here.

She was also really good with kids. While we were a bit concerned about how Jack would react when we brought Doodle home from the hospital, we never had any worries about Taffy. And she proved to be just as patient with her as we expected her to be. One of the worst things about losing her this soon is that Doodle won’t get to play with her as she grows up.

Goodbye, Taffy. We miss you.


  1. Oh, that’s terrible. I’m so sorry for your loss. Taffy sounds like she was a wonderful, wonderful dog.

  2. Thanks. She was.

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