"Art is a kind of illness." — Giacomo Puccini

Farewell Bianca


It’s always sad to lose a member of the family. We were never really dog people, but when my dad brought Bianca home to my mom many years ago, it was love at first sight. As a puppy, Bianca was about the size of a coffee cup. Though her size only increased slightly as she grew up, her presence in our hearts grew very large.

I’ll remember her best for her chronic good mood, her playful defense-to-the-death of her valued treats, her gentle snoring and her playful nature.

Tonight she died of sudden heart failure. All our hearts broke with hers. We’ll miss you, Bianca.

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