Rather than continuing to struggle with what to say, I’m just going to post what I sent to Golden Retriever Freedom Rescue (the organization from which I adopted Annie) for their Memorial page:
Annie — 2021-09-20
Annie (GRFR Sunny 111-09) was brought to me at a GRFR adoption event during a snowstorm in April 2009 — all the way from east Kansas (thanks again, GRFR!). She was half Golden, half Lab, and the best of both. Gentle, loving, and scary smart, she played me like a fiddle. Seriously. And I loved every minute of it. She brought me toys when she wanted to play, took her “babies” outside or went out and got them whenever she thought they needed attention. She followed me from room to room, except when I went to the kitchen where I might be making LOUD noises; at those times she retreated to the hall but watched me from around the corner. She even waited patiently whenever the cat sampled her dinner. I called our walks “walk n’ sniffs” — the walking for me, the sniffing stops for her. Her separation anxiety was no problem since I’m retired and home all the time anyway. Her favorite spot was under the tv, I think because she could watch me from there and because the speakers helped drown out loud noises.
In brief, she thought I hung the moon but I knew she did.