Today, I said good-bye to my Thelma. Thelma has been with me for over 7 years after I adopted her from a shelter when she was 8 years old. She was my wonderful, happy protector, constant companion, farm dog and friend.
A couple of years ago, I had her dna tested … amazing how accurate the results were.
Thelma was, at heart, a protector. She almost never barked, except at the occasional UPS delivery person whom she thought might be suspect. And once, when she was getting on in years, she forgot that Bill had left the house. When he returned unexpectedly through the a different door, she heard footsteps and ran barking. When she saw the intruder was Bill, she skidded to a stop, with an almost horrified look on her face. I just smiled, patted my dog on the head, “Good Girl!”.
Thelma was also an all weather dog. She loved the snow, and would always be ready for an outing on a cold winter day. I liked to keep her fur cut short, and had a number of winter coats to help keep her warm.
Thelma had so many friends, both 4 legged and 2 legged. She liked company but was not overly needy, close enough companionship suited her fine.
Thelma LOVED riding in boats. With her ears flapping in the wind, she enjoyed every voyage.
Most of all, Thelma was my constant companion at the farm. She loved to ride with me in the kawasaki mule, walk through the fields and canoe on the pond. She was my ever stalwart protector and friend. I will miss her strong spirit and I loved her beyond words.