A Rage to Kill by Ann Rule
Weight: 12 oz
Method of Disposal: Recycling the remains
Does she choose them by title?
Leda went home on Sunday, and it was a beautiful thing. The woman that adopted her is perfect for her and will love her so much. I will never have to worry and Leda will never have to want for anything. If only it could be this way every time.
That being said, I miss that little dog a lot. I think about her before I go to bed at night AND when I wake up in the morning AND about a hundred times in between. She is an adorable little spitfire. I am now caring for Strelka, a pit bull puppy that showed up in my driveway a month and a half ago, until she can find a loving home. She is the complete opposite of Leda. She likes to sit or curl up in a ball to nap beside me while I do other things. She is playful, but also very gentle and mellow. Instead of peeing in ten places all over the yard, it takes me at least 30 minutes to convince her that it is time to go to the bathroom (though the time gets shorter and shorter each day). She is only a few months younger than Leda, but their energy levels and attitude on life could not be more different. Strelka is excited but cautious. Sweet despite being a little scared. Leda is fearless and her excitement knows no boundaries. I am filled with so much love for them both. I miss Leda’s eager little face, but I love Strelka’s loving gaze as she rests her head on my chest. I cannot wait for the day when she too finds a permanent home and a loving family.