Thursday, July 31, 2014

Muffy in Memoriam

Written by her Mom

Muffy at 15 years old

Muffy was a member of our family for seventeen years.  She was only half Cairn, and while she didn’t look like a Cairn, her personality was all Cairn.  She was our only child for six years and went everywhere with us.

Muffy loved to grab Dad’s recliner!

Muffy was a wild child when she was young, and she would race through the house like she was crazy, or zoom perfect crazy eights in the yard till her tongue was hanging out.  She had a strong prey drive and once, when she cornered a chipmunk behind something in the yard, she would not give up.  After several hours I had to pick her up and bring her in the house to rest.  Muffy could also be stubborn which I loved about her too.

Muffy didn't look Cairn...

When Muffy was an only child, she knew when bedtime was and she would head to bed right before us to pick her spot on the bed - which was usually with her head laying on one of our pillows!  When we came to bed, she would relent and give us our spot, but she had to lay right between us.  If she thought you were taking up too much room she would kick us to move over:)

...but she acted pure Cairn!
Muffy was super smart.  It only took her once or twice to catch on to any training I did with her.  She knew all her toys by name and always knew where each one was if you asked her to get a certain toy.  She would trick Dad by asking to go out and as soon as he got to the door, she would run and steal his recliner!  I swear she was actually laughing at him:)  Once when my girlfriend was over with her epileptic daughter, Muffy alerted us right before the daughter had a seizure. 

Muffy brought Mom & Dad to Col. Potter, thus helping many Cairns in need.

Muffy is the reason we became involved with Col. Potter.  She was our gentle, dignified, alpha girl, and was a wonderful mentor to all of our Fosters.  She loved all people and most other dogs, as long as they had manners:)
Muffy was one of those once-in-a-lifetime kind of dogs.  We have so many wonderful memories with her, and we miss her terribly.

I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.

In Memoriam A.H.H. by Alfred, Lord Tennyson, excerpted from Canto 27.

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