Roxy.

I learned today that my dear friend Ashley had to put her dog Roxy to sleep on Friday. This is heart breaking news for me. She'd been battling cancer for the last few months, and finally it got the best of her.

Roxy was the sweetest, craziest dog I think I've ever known. I'd known her her whole life, and she was always a bundle of energy. She never grew into her legs, and when she stood on her hind feet, she was easily as tall as me. Whenever I went to visit Ashley, I was greeted at the door with lunges and kisses. I found it easiest to just sit on the floor and take the "abuse" for a few minutes. I often ended up with a bruise or two, but it was because of her love for company, so it was easy to excuse the pure brute strength she put into each and every greeting. She will be missed.

This is a picture I took of Roxy (left) and Chandler on October 7, 2007.