Stella Tabachnikoff

Sweet Lucky passed away two weeks ago.
He took such good care of us - he was a companion and confidante. Sweet and slow and silly and always with that same guilty look on his face. He loved people and he really did not understand other dogs. Or why someone would throw a stick.

Being home these past few days without him is strange to say the least. It smells better, my allergy symptoms are gone and things are no longer completely covered in hair. It’s terrible and I hate it.

A lot of these pictures are taken by my parents or siblings. At least there is no shortage of Lucky media :)

Sweetest angel, thank you for everything. dream of cheese and kisses ♥️