Our beloved Grady died on Monday. She was 14 years and 7 months old, her legs were failing, and she was losing her engaged view of the world. We had the privilege of letting her go in peace, surrounded by love. Grady gave structure to my life when everything else had changed. From her I learned boundless enthusiasm, joie de vivre, and patience. I learned that walking in the rain is not a bad thing, that snow gives us a good excuse to run in circles, that there’s no reason to walk around a puddle rather than through the middle. I learned that it’s never too early or too late for a trip outside. We went through peaks and valleys side by side. Her loyalty and love never wavered. Those who are very, very lucky will have the dog of a lifetime. Grady was mine. (NS--Grady's proud mom)
There will never be another Grady. She was a very special dog.
We are glad you were in our lives.
We will truly miss you.
Love from your friends,
Claudia, Fred, & Sierra
