Kathy and I lost our Holly on February 14, 2011. Her congestive heart failure and seizures were causing her to have more bad days than good so we made the difficult decision to let her go. If you recall, Holly was the one that Mary got from the local Humane Society and was fostering at her home. Holly became depressed and it seemed she missed her family. When Kathy found out she wanted to bring Holly home right away, so Kate and I drove something like a 13 hour round trip to get her. Mary was good enough to drive a couple hours and meet us near Chicago. That was in 2002.
Holly was the sweetest dog. Of all our malts, she was the one I took with me most often. I would take her to work on the weekend, or to run errands. She was always so well behaved. She was also quite demanding of attention, and rarely left you alone. From the first day, Holly was the only one that would follow me out of the bedroom in the morning to the kitchen. The rest of them always wait until I start making noise at the counter. Now I am walking out alone. We really miss her. Best guess she was over 15 years old. We were very fortunate to have such a beautiful and sweet little dog.
For our Loved Ones, The Heart Never Forgets