Fly Free Little Prancy

I became a foster to Ablaze in 2009. She was an eight year old Papillon resuce from a Nebraska Mill. She had not been out of her crate, had weak muscles in her back legs and a tattoo of 315 in her ear. She never considered herself a foster because she instantly found "her person" in me and that was it. We renamed her Prancy becasue she had this little prancy dance she would do when she saw me or food or it was time for bed.
Prancy crossed the Rainbow Bridge this morning in my arms at 9:00. She had developed congestive heart failure and last night was a difficult one.
She had two months shy of three years of being loved, pampered. Out little dog Winston was her great teacher in learning to do the things dogs do and enjoy. We laughed until we had tears streaming when she first tried rolling on her back to copy Winston. She got to go on vacations, sleep on anything she thought would be comfortable, eat soft dog food (no teeth) and her favorite treat was rotisserie chicken from Sam's Club.
We are so sad but so grateful that we could give her what she had never had. She knew she was loved and she loved with her whole little self.
Be happy little one
Lynette Martin