All Dogs Go To Heaven

Today we said goodbye to our canine companion of the last 10 years. Roxy was an excellent dog! She entered our lives in April of 1997 at the tender age of 5 weeks old. She cried all night that first night away from her mother, but soon made the switch and attached to our family. When Katie was little she couldn't say "Roxy" so she called her "Rosskey". A couple of young pups! English Springer Spaniels are water dogs and Roxy lived up to her calling. She loved to swim! When people were in the pool, Roxy was right there with them. We always took her to the river with us. She rode well in the car and boat but her favorite place was marching up and down the shore of the river. Such a curious girl! Lauren went to college the fall after we got Roxy and used to email us with messages to hug everyone but NOT Roxy because Roxy got to sleep with us and she was jealous! Roxy always accompanied us to Lake Powell. She loved the houseboat and would always run to greet Paul when he came back from early morning fishing. The floor in the galley was usually wet because Roxy ran back and forth, in and out of the water. She learned to navigate the ladder at the back of the houseboat and would climb up out of the water on her own. Enjoying a nap on the houseboat sofa with Melanie Leaving the dock up on Lake Powell with Lauren in the bow of our boat She was an excellent dog paddler and sounded like a little steam engine moving through the water Spaniels are retrievers and Roxy would take a flying leap into the pool to retrieve a tennis ball or jump off the boat after the ducks, but her favorite retrieval objects were the fish caught from shore. She would swim out and gently take the fish in her mouth and bring it to the shore. When she was 5 years old, she was diagnosed with Addison's Disease which required her to take medication daily. The vet was pleased that she lasted as long as she did. We think it was because she had such a happy life and was loved by her family. We are going to miss her greatly especially when we go out to the river. Good bye Roxy, you'll live in our memories as our "ruppy puppy"