Remembering Sweet Ginger

A year ago today, our sweet Ginger went to the Rainbow Bridge.   She was a brave, loving dog, who loved to give hugs to everyone she met.   She would press her body against them while she was being stroked by her human friend, new or old.

Ginger gave everything she had to our family.  She knew when we weren’t well.  She knew when we were sad.  She played with us when we were happy, and she ran like a mad kangaroo.   Boy, did she love to run!

We miss Ginger, and remember her well, every day.   A piece of our hearts are filled with her love, and we hold it close to us.

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