Precious came to us from the Island;  caring for her in her twilight years when Al was no longer able to look after her himself.  They shared many characteristics, those two:  snowy white hair, questionable vision – hell, they even shared the same heart medication.

We were a family of “big dog owners”.  My husband routinely and derisively referred to dogs of small stature as “crab bait”.  Until Precious.

Quite simply, she stole our hearts.

Precious had a lot of personality for such a little furry body, and a whole lot of loyalty.  She would camp out under my desk, or her favourite spot;  in the corner of the kitchen as we prepped.  She particularly delighted in bits of cheese and potato chips.

Precious would look up at us with those milky eyes and her snaggletooth, and simply love us in silent companionship.  She was the ultimate companion, our stalwart and loyal friend.  Precious had a fun sense of style – she rocked a mohawk;  especially in Seahawks blue and green.

As a senior dog, she rocked it.  Camping at Golden Ears, Squamish and Harrison, hiking Lynn Canyon, or travelling to the Comox Valley, Precious was always up for an adventure and loved her car rides.

There is a little dog bed under my desk that is very empty today.    Goodbye Precious, you will be loved and deeply missed.