It's been right at two years since my best friend was taken from me.
At the age of 7, Meadow developed in-operable cancer. She was as pretty as any golden retriever and was behind the scenes everyday at Paper Style. As a puppy, her breeder named all of the litter by color-coded collars until owners were chosen. Meadow was called 'pink-girl.' So in her honor, I planted white and pink azaleas behind the office which are growing and now in full bloom.
We no longer have her sweet smile, wagging tail and high-pitched whimper, but we will always have beautiful azaleas to remind us of her joy.- Chris