Two days ago, Thursday, August 16, 2007 at around 7:30 PM, our beloved beagle dog Rosie passed away and started chasing rabbits and playing soccer in the the great dog playground in the sky. Kind of fitting that our little hound dog died on the 30th anniversary of Elvis Presley's death, but then again not so terribly fitting, because we'll miss her a lot. Cancer was discovered in her, and we and the vets did all we could to make her life better. She died at home underneath an end table in our living room, which became her little den for the past few weeks where she minded her own business sleeping and resting. We knew it was coming, this sad demise. Rosie loved kids and loved playing, but this year she had a rough one, and we were grateful that she spent her last days in her house surrounded by her family. She entertained children and adults in Michigan and Minnesota, where she'd accompany us on our road trips to visit family. Her bark was loud and full of vitality; every visitor to our home was greeted with her beagle bark and wagging tail. Nobody was afraid of Rosie, we all knew her energetic barking was her way of expressing happiness at any and all visitors.
So here are some pictures of our family member Rosie the Beagle. She'll be missed.