Tashi ... R.I.P.

Ms. Tashi was a pretty good dog. We got her from the pound at about age 1. When she saw us come in, she knew we were the right people, and because of that she was making such a fuss that we wondered if she was the right dog. We thought not, and took home a Dalmatian who turned out to be for sure the wrong dog; he was, I guess, psychotic. He bit one of the kids on the nose the next evening (Christmas day, fer cryin' out loud!), and I took him back to the pound immediately. We then picked up Tashi at the next opportunity, and she was with us for almost sixteen years. She died on March 19, 2001.

Tashi is the one in the dog suit: