Thanksgiving 2010 was a great and fun weekend. However, it was also a sad one. Amy Sue, our beloved springer spaniel friend, passed away. It was evident that it was time, and she is in a better place, but it's still hard to grasp that she is no longer with us. I don't often cry... yet seeing her for the last time, it choked me up. I have some fond memories of this most wonderful dog.
After hiking 55 miles of the Appalachian Trail in 2003... plus 3 rest days in the Outer Banks, she was STILL exhausted!
2004: Emily meets Amy for the first time. My 3 favorite girls... Em, Amy, and Jeeper.
Amy shows us around Creasy-Mahan park in Goshen.
I believe Greg and I were eating cold leftover fried chicken here - she wanted some VERY badly. This picture was taken on the ferry to the Outer Banks.
She was quite tolerant of our shenanigans.
Amy and Greg. She definitely had her favorites. Greg was #1.
Since she never slept at night when camping with us (scared of her own shadow as everyone knows), she usually passed out on the beach (under the Jeep) when Greg and I were body surfing or throwing the Aerobi around.
