Precious Ginger's organs finally failed, she has gone to the bridge. The world is a quiet, drab place without her feisty self in it.

Ginger encouraged all pack members to get their steps in on a daily basis by running a few yards ahead then looking back with an expression that very clearly conveyed "ya'll coming?"

On walks in the park, mystified little children with her obviously protruding lower canines, causing children to ask "What happened to her teeth?"

Even when all her teeth but a few rear molars had fallen out, would keep all other canines away from her food with growls, snarls, and showing of mostly toothless gums.

Ginger was always ready to sample and approve or disapprove of meat being prepared in the kitchen, then apply her long tongue expertise to prep dishes for the dishwasher.

No matter where she was, would wake from sound sleep at 9 pm and march around until she received her bedtime treat of beef lung soaked in water.

After once almost finding mouse under back steps, continued to check for vermin on every trip to backyard until wooden steps were replaced with bricks that discouraged vermin from hanging out near our back door.

Ginger inspired other canines to take it outside during inclement weather by running out to do her business with one paw on patio and one in snow. When weather really, really, awful, willing to lead off a pee session on turf in garage.

Ginger annoyed other canines by being small enough to fit her 10 pound self into spaces much too small for her bigger (18 to 28 pound) pack mates to squeeze in when hunting mice in the wood pile.

When walking deserted country roads Ginger generated much exasperation by chasing a skunk from one culvert to the next until thoroughly saturated with skunk "perfume." Finished up this escapade by taking off across the yard at a high gallop to escape the multiple baths necessary so she could sleep in the house.

When visiting country relatives in chilly temps, quickly took over dogloo sized for 100 pound dog while waiting for all other dogs to finish their business.

She adored visiting grandmas house so she could use front and rear ramps on/off deck to make round after round of grandma's yard hunting for cats, wayward chickens, and the occasional snoozing possum.

Enjoyed kicking off vacations at VRBO cabin by exiting the car, having a pee, then waiting on front porch with obvious impatience for key to front door to be removed from lock box. While at cabin, transformed into an early riser, springing out of bed anxious to get the day started by snoozing on heated front passenger seat while all other canines were enjoying morning walk.

I will be missing her shenanigans for quite awhile.

Our sweet Sienna crossed the bridge leaving her foster Mom with a broken heart.  Godspeed sweet girl.  Meet you at the bridge. 

It is with great sadness that we let you know that Baxter died 03/20/2023.  We have had him for just about eight years and he was a fighter given what life gave him early in his life.  After getting the dog form of Crohn's disease three and half years ago, he had to put with me cooking him Sweet potatoes, tilapia, and pasta, weekly, Baxter decided that he did not like that anymore.  He started losing weight as we tried to find something else he could eat while still taking the five medications so he would absorb some of the nutrients from his food.  Well he lost over 7 pounds and weighed around 12 pounds when he passed early this morning.  He was such a good boy.  He got over his PTSD and everyone he met was his friend.  Always wanted attention and was vocal about it right up to the end.  His thing was scratching your foot with his paw when he wanted to be pet and have his neck scratched since his marionette back legs could never scratch his neck as we would have liked.  We will miss him tremendously.  He brought such joy and life to our home.  We just wanted to let you know that he has crossed the rainbow bridge and we look forward to seeing him at some point when he can run again.