Some of you may recall PITA, my training partner of the canine persuasion earlier this winter. About six weeks ago, I noticed she didn't come out to join me any more. Curious, I thought, but figured she'd moved on to bigger pastures to explore.
Come to find out the other day, PITA moved on to the biggest pasture of all when she was hit and killed by a car. I'm not surprised, the way she would always dodge back and forth across the highway when she ran with me, but I was still saddened to hear the news. She must've run close to 40 miles with me, keeping me company, warding off other dogs and amusing me with her loyal enthusiasm.
She was a good dog. I hope Dog Heaven treats her well.