We first met when the doorbell rang a
few days before Christmas and there, on the front porch, with
nothing but a big red bow around her little puppy neck, sat
Holly. She wriggled and licked her way into my heart and stayed
there for almost 14 years.
Holly was the sweetest Yellow Lab who
ever lived. She always had a big smile on her face and greeted
everyone she met with a wagging tail. If there were a "Good
Will Ambasador" for big hearted, loving canine's, Holly
would be it. I never once saw her show agression or anger toward
anyone, human or canine.
She was a big agility fan. She loved to
go to practices and agility shows to cheer on her little sister
Violet. As a young dog, she loved to crash through the waves
at the beach, tried out for a Flyball team (too much fun to
take seriously!!!), loved to retrieve trout from my fishing
line while in the Sierra's and every morning she brought in
the newspaper.
