2001 - 2011
The nine and a half years just flew by, my baby girl. You guarded me while I was pregnant with your human sister, and then you watched over her. Ferocious guard and utterly loopy, crazy goofball -- you made us laugh with your antics, and amazed us with your intelligence and tenderness. You touched lives when you visited the nursing home, or sat with Mr. Bruce during his chemo treatments. You filled our lives with joy and we are better for having known and loved you. Thank you, darling Ursa. Thank you.
ps -- Till we meet over the bridge, baby -- and you better have your game face, doofus, 'cause I'm bringing the tennis ball and the bitey tire!!