I was 74 years old when this picture was taken. Lady Dog was a stray (a small German Shepherd/Katahula mix) and the vet guessed her age between 3-5 years when I got her. She never stopped showing her appreciation for having a home with me. She wasn't a barker, but would let you know when someone came. She didn't chase cars, she didn't chase cats, she didn't jump up on you, she didn't ever do a single thing wrong, she was a perfect lady. Lady Dog survived cancer, she had a mast tumor stage 2. She loved on my mother for the three years I cared for her and mother died at 99 in 2010. I always told Lady we would grow old together, we even starting stiffening up together with arthritis. I am 77 and Lady went to doggie heaven in December 2012, I bawled like a baby, she was my protecter, my constant companion and slept on the bed with the cat and I. Lady Dog deserves a star in her crown.
Dr. Sharron Larter Akers