The intensity and smarts of her border collie heritage. The heart of her Lab side. My best friend for 17 years. What more can I say.
She loved laying on fresh mulch in the sun on a cool day.
Or when it was hot, hanging out under Rosie the Airstream while Elly worked on her remodel.
Chasing the deer back on their side of the ‘invisible fence’.
Always with a ball or — more often — a Norway spruce cone — in her mouth begging for me to play fetch.
She knew pretty well when the bag on the lawn mower would be full and would meet me at that spot to get in a throw before I went back to work. (She’s going on 13 in these last two.)
During winter when the spruce cones were buried, she’d jump up and pull them off the low-hanging branches.
She was never a mother, but she would have been a good one. Late in life, she was great with Corey and Noah’s Charlie …
Jade is over 10 years old in most of the pictures I have. But I do have a few from the early days that we shot with our first Casio digital camera, which we thought miraculous what with those 320-pixel-wide images …
I only wish I had some pictures of her doing agility or chasing down the frisbee across Suggett Park to the cheers of families eating supper in the distance.
And of course she had a great buddy Fred.
She always managed to sneak in to some of my favorite garden photos. (Guess that’s why she’s been in my banner image from the start.)
Farewell old friend. The yard isn’t the same without you.
Jade rolling in the grass under a double rainbow.