Pet Remembrance Day - Taffy
Ah, Taffy. We got Taffy when I was a sophomore in high school. She was a shepherd/collie/terrier/other mix and as cute as can be when we brought her home at 6 weeks and a day after she entered the world.
She was supposed to sleep in the kitchen that first night (it had a tile floor in case she had an accident) but wouldn't stop yelping so I went in there and slept on the floor next to her. The next night I chose to sleep in the comfort of my own bed so Taffy (in her first act of stinkerhood) jumped over the little gate we put up and came into my room during the middle of the night.
Taffy was a very defiant teenager: she chewed any and everything, she refused to be housebroken (ask Lexsis about the incident on her bed), and so forth. Eventually she calmed down and became as obedient as you could ever ask a dog to be. She learned a lot of great tricks, including speaking on cue, obeying the command "don't touch" no matter how tempting the food might be, and even balancing a treat on her nose.
Taffy lived for 14 years and went through the entire range of aging. Being part shepherd her back legs began to go. She became kind of spacey and senile. Her health finally deteriorated to the point where she needed to be put to sleep. I miss her terribly.