In Memorium: Faith

Today we lost Faith, who was suffering from cancer. Those of you who have tracked this blog may remember her from some of the very earliest posts. Perhaps including the photos from the day we picked her up from Food Lady's farm on March 13, 2011, including a particularly spectacular photo of my son Alex wallowing in the mud. Incredibly friendly, stone deaf, eager to please, soft like a bunny, great with kids, and as with so many Border Collies, capable of having her way in most situations. A great fan of television, especially when the show featured dogs or horses.

Also, an uncanny ability to place nose prints on the inside of my front windshield, no matter what vehicle I might happen to be driving.

It'll be obvious from the photo at left that Faith and Darcy did not got along. In truth, the entire "let's take the dogs for a walk" thing that eventually convinced Darcy to marry me was Faith's idea. She liked Callie (Darcy's Golden Retriever) from the first, liked walks, and well, if I was a little slow to catch on she wasn't above managing the outcome for everyone by encouraging Callie to walk a bit faster.

Well, that and Darcy was willing to let her on the couch and put up with her breath...

Always one to share a dog bed with a fellow traveller, Faith is shown here with Tater, the two of them obviously feeling remorse for stealing Callie's bed in our living room. Callie, though a bit non-plussed, never really seemed to mind. If anything, she's become resigned to it, as Boston has continued the tradition of stealing her bed. Not to be out-done, Callie has decided to express her enthusiastic approval by routinely taking Boston's toys whenever we leave his crate door open, gathering them for safekeeping in the master bedroom (where Boston is not yet permitted). Callie has totally mastered the passive aggressive habits required to be a perfect Pacific Northwest dog.

Faith played a key roll in civilizing Boston, seen here at just a few months. She is explaining the rules of the yard to him. Don't dig up the drain field. Stay in the yard. Stay in the damned yard. Stay in the doG damned yard...

Boston, you may be assured, listened respectfully and proceeded to give this advice all of the respect that his puppy pea brain thought it deserved by attempting to hump her. Faith, having learned her lesson from Trevor, proceeded to sit and give him her best "Yeah, like you really know what that's all about" look. Boston is seen here modeling a Buttonsmith dog vest, which may have given him an inflated view of his role in the scheme of things.

Of late, Faith has enjoyed a career as one of the Buttonsmith shop dogs, along with Boston, Callie, and Islay. Here they are attempting to pose for a photo. Faith seemed to enjoy her modeling job that day, introducing Buttonsmith's custom dog collars.

This sadly leaves us at two dogs: Callie and Boston. It has been a rough few months.

Rest in peace, Faith.