So much can be said about Emily Ann but words can't do
her justice so I'll just go with the flow here and let The Divine Miss Em lead the way...
There is a beautiful piece written by Blythe K. Myers called "Comes the Dawn" in which she talks of things we learn in our lives. One line says, "After awhile you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much." For Emily Ann there was never enough sunshine to soak up and enjoy.
Emily and the sun have a lot in common. The sun is a star, Emily was a star too. She was at her most endearing when we had visitors. Always on the lookout for a possible butt scritch she would drape herself over an available lap and throw a look over her shoulder as if to say, "let the scritching begin!" People often said they would adopt a greyhound if they could have one like Em.
The Sun is made of hot gases, containing many of the same materials we find here on the Earth. Emily was comprised of hot gasses too. (You'll just have to trust me on this.) It seemed her gas tank was always on full but she didn't care. She was too busy enjoying life and soaking up the sun to worry about such things.
We took Emily to the 2000 GPA/MD annual greyhound reunion where she made friends with a sweet greyhound named Mitzi. There was a blessing of the hounds and looking at this photo it seems Emmy was deep in confession with the good Reverend.
Emily had a rotten streak. Can you tell? It was almost impossible to get mad at her. Well...except that time she she ate the remote. Or when she refused to get in our vehicle and would stand there stubborn as a mule until I dropped everything in my hands and hoisted her over-90 pound frame into the truck.
Em was known to pout and sass when she
didn't get her way and was always in the center of any activity around here whether we needed
her help or not. I'll never forget when we first got her and I was pulling my hair through a cap so
I could frost it. She saw me, got the funniest look on her face and barked until I was finished and
removed the offending cap from my head. I supposed I must have looked like Beetle Juice and she
didn't like it one bit.
Emily Ann was the most endearing, delightful, loving, silly, brave, goofy, exasperating, beautiful, charming, one-of-a-kind dogs I've ever been privileged to know. Life isn't the same without her. To say we miss her doesn't even touch how we feel. Losing her to bone cancer has been one of the single most difficult times in our lives. We never expected to have to say good-bye when she was so young.
Emily Ann will always be a part of our hearts and nothing can ever change that. We know we'll see her again someday but in the meantime we figure she's probably giving the angels in heaven a run for their money. :-)
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