Autumn Kiss by Wendy Tunison Design
My dad came home with Kandi when I was about 6 years old. She was a happy, energetic, playful dog. In her life, she had two litters of adorable puppies. One day, when I was 12, she slowed down and after a while my father took her to the vet where she was diagnosed with cancer. We were told that there wasn’t a cure, and they could only make her “comfortable.” She was given a cortisone shot where she transformed back into almost being a puppy again. About 6 months later, we came out of the house and found her laying in her favorit spot, under the grape vines. She wasn’t moving, just watching us with her eyes. I sat down and said goodbye. She died later that afternoon. She was buried under the
grape vines, to rest forever in her favorite spot.