Sandy was looking to adopt a new dog. She already had two Pet Partner therapy dogs and her horse, Rygambo, was a therapy horse. She wanted a black dog. She wanted a young dog she could make her third therapy dog. She wanted a medium sized dog as she already had two larger dogs.
Well, one day I got a picture of a huge white dog, not so young!
“Sandy, this isn’t a black dog,” I wrote back.
“Well, she’s my dog now and she’s just perfect!”
And Bingo was indeed perfect. She was huge and shaggy and had the most expressive face.
She learned so fast that she passed her Pet Partner Evaluation six months to the day of her adoption.
She loved reading with children and having them pet her all over.
Then one day she got a lump on her front leg. The news was not good. She had an osteosarcoma, cancer.
No one really knew how old she was but probably at least ten by then. The doctors said she might live three to six months even if they amputated her leg.
That was two years ago and for two years, Bingo was the happiest three-legged therapy dog you could imagine.
She continued to live a full life and even passed her Pet Partner re-evaluation with flying colors.
She taught children about being different and brave and just dealing with whatever course your life takes.
For two years, far longer than anyone predicted, Bingo was a Pet Partner therapy dog and much loved family member.
Today we say goodbye to this gentle giant, this white “black dog,” this incredibly happy dog who lived until her last breath with joy and commitment and purpose.
Thank you Sandy for letting us know Bingo and for giving her such a beautiful life.