The last day of November.
Winter is coming.
Our Angel
Today's post is dedicated to our beautiful red border collie, Angel.
I chose Angel when she was just a few days old, before she had even opened her eyes. She had a pink heart shaped nose and pink foot pads. We named her Angel and the breeder registered her with "celestial" as part of her KC papers.
After many play dates, at 12 weeks we were finally able to bring her home. This tiny ball of fluff with a floppy ear became the most gentle, friendly, loyal companion I've ever known.
One of her favourite places was Filey beach in North Yorkshire where she visited at least once a year with the outlaws, camping.
Angel was a charmer. She helped several children and my mother-in-law with their fear of dogs, and regularly received complements on how beautiful or well behaved she was.
She loved balls, sticks way too big for her, water and squirrels.
And she loved us as much as we loved her, if not more.
Angel
14.04.2005 - 10.11.2019
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