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Date of Birth: April 4, 2008
Date of Passing: September 27, 2020
I adopted Savannah from the mom of a wounded army soldier on Aug 27th, 2008. She was 16 weeks old, and she was with me for 12 years and 6 months. She was the best dog, ever! She was smart, beautiful, and a “therapy dog”, without the official title. She loved children, and when we’d venture out on our walks, she’d never miss an opportunity to sit, while a child would pull her ears and practice being gentle with her. She was patient and kind, and has seen me through some of the worst times in my life. My mother, aunts, uncle, and 2 best friends had died and she comforted me. She gave companionship and comfort to my daughter, a type 1 diabetic, and saw me through many a sleepless night after her diagnosis. She was my rock, and she gave me reason to get out of bed each day; Her smile made it impossible to be depressed, she was just awesome! When Savannah’s diagnosis of cancer came right after her 10th birthday, I was told by top surgeons she would only have 3-6 months without surgery. Knowing they’d have to remove 2 of her ribs, and half of her oblique muscle, I knew she wouldn’t have quality of life. So, I decided to live out whatever time God blessed us with, to the fullest–and I spoiled her ROTTEN! Boy, did we have fun! Somehow, God blessed with with an additional 2 1/2 YEARS, and for that I am grateful! The morning I woke up and saw she could no longer move her leg and her back 2 were collapsing, was the worst day in my life. I knew I had to fulfill my promise to her; They day she could no longer enjoy her long walks, grass fed steak, puzzles and treat balls, I promised I would let her go with dignity. Hardest decision I’ve ever had to make, but knew she’d tell me when she was time. She lived to eat, and once she turned her nose away from steak, I knew she was saying Goodbye. I’d like to thank HomeHeart vets, for providing such a service. I didn’t want her last moments to be on a cold, steel table struggling to get her in and out of the car, at over 100 lbs. She left this earth from the comfort of her home, surrounded by her family, with hugs and love. She is waiting at the Rainbow Bridge with her brother Max, and I’m sure my parents are waiting there with her. She loved them so much and I know she was happy to see them again. I miss her so very much. May she RIP, always, my Diva Dog <3
