Nicknames: Snowie Girl, Bunny, Snow Bunny, Bunny Wabbit, Sweetie Pie
Birthday: April 22nd 2000
Likes: Snowflake loves to be cuddled and held, and kisses are her specialty.
Pet-Peeves: None... she is the picture of calm submission.
Favorite Toy: Her sisters, Dances and Daisy.
Favorite Food: Greenies and candy canes!
Favorite Walk: She is happy to go anywhere.
Best Tricks: Snowie can sit up and jump into my arms.
Arrival Story: Snowie came home three days before Christmas when she was nine months old. She wasn't much to look at...dirty and scrawny...and she was so frightened that she barely breathed on the way home from the pound. I had adopted her for Sweetie (my old, lonely mutt), and he fell in love with her. Sweetie only lived for another year, but I think it was the happiest year of his life; he was like a puppy again. I can still see them playing in the leaves beneath the old oak tree in the backyard. When Sweetie died, Snowie got very sick; I think her heart was broken. I held her in my arms and rocked her beneath the sky (it's something she's always loved) before taking her to the vet. By the grace of God, she survived. She is the heart of our home, the touchstone. She is the definition of love.
Bio: Not much is known about Snowie's past. But I think her little soul has overcome any hardships that she once knew. She is calm and gentle, and more than content to be my shadow. She sleeps on my bed at night, like she has since she was very small, and when I hold her, all I feel is love and grace.
Today, I woke up with the sunrise. I laid in my soft bed, as the sun gently warmed my fur. Outside, the air was clear and crisp, and the sky was blue. Even though I am an old dog, I ran and played, my heart filled with joy. My doggie dish had plenty of food, and I ate until I grew sleepy again. I slept on my blanket while mama gently stroked my fragile body. At sunset, I went back outside to watch the sky change from blue to pink, softly fading watercolors in pastel hues. Today I lived.