My cousin’s dog Stella died today…
She was an energetic yet plump black lab. She loved playing fetch and running around in the open fields of my cousin’s farm. There is one special memory that will stick with me forever.
We all had went on a trailer ride, with hay stacked on the trailer where everyone sat, awaiting the arrival of the pond. When we left, Stella ran right by the side of the tractor and through the wood to the open field. When she burst out of the wood, she was covered with burs. She had a bur crown on top, and my cousin and I started joking, saying Stella was Bur-ger Queen.
Before she died, she had cancer that grew a tumor in her leg, making it hard for her to walk. Whenever I walked up to her to pet her, she always waged her tail and gave me the biggest smile I’d ever seen on a dog. I will never forget that.
R.I.P. Stella
She had lived to be the age of 11.
All my sympathy goes to my cousins.
RIP Stella