Received news from a tearful daughter tonight, their beloved german shorthaired pointer, Sara had passed on. She'd been showing signs of deterioration the last few days. In fact they'd had a scare about two weeks ago when she was acting a bit strange. Sara was 11 yrs. old.
One of my first memories of this dog was when they first got her. My daughter Kim was going to give her a bath in the bathtub, and asked for help. So I got right along side her and together we gave her the first bath in their house. She'd been my favorite grand-dog ever since. This was the gentlest dog I have ever known. Although she was of a hunting breed, that was not for her. She was more a home dog. Good watch dog, and so very patient and understanding with three little girls who would poke and prod and pull ... and she never once even growled at any of them! When I would go to my daughter's house, Sarah would come running to greet me with the grandkids, as if to say, "Grandma's here, grandma's here!" Even when MaggieMae would go with me to visit while I was babysitting the four year old earlier this year, Sarah was never territorial at all. She greeted her with the usual sniffs and then would walk away as if to say, "ok" and go lay down in one of her favorite spots.
She will be missed. She was "Sweet Sara".