Bio: When Annie was 8 mo old, my sister and I adopted her from the pound. She was a gift for our father. He was visiting a friend in Alaska when we brought her home. 4 days later they met for the first time. It was love at first sight. They were inseparable, did everything together. She was an excellent fisherdog, and would catch fish on command for my father. Four years ago my dad developed a brain tumor, she knew before any of us. They removed the tumor, and Annie went to EVERY radiation treatment with him. She stood by his side for everything. Two years ago my dad got bad again. She visited him many times in the hospital during his frequent visits. Annie is patient and loving at all times. She was by his side until his very last breath, 7/23/13. Now Annie takes care of my mother. I will forever be in Annie's debt.