We had her for three years before she became Momma Dog Silver. Those first few years were a bonding time. She was part Husky, part Black Lab and even though she looked like a Lab, she acted like a Husky. A complete free thinker. I had no idea about Huskies and I went in blind. I tried to treat her like the Lab she looked like. Boy, did she teach me a thing or two or three or four! I still never really understood the Husky in her until we got Brut.
Silver and Brut were never legally married, but they might as well been. They were made for each other. One year after we had Brut, we let them have their way with each other. Silver gave birth to 10 beautiful puppies. She was a gentle mom. It looked to me that she never disciplined her pups. She was always wanting to play. She was a good mom who took care of her pups. So much so, that we had to separate her from her puppies, because she wouldn't wean them. She was a happy mom. I'll never forget the first I knew she was pregnant. It was the skep in her step and the way she protected her body from Brut. We were so blessed to have be our Momma Dog Silver.
And when we became the 24 Paws of Love, Silver always put the kids first. She stayed in the back, quiet and waiting for her turn. It was her gentleness that she passed down to her pups that took the rough edge of Brut in them. She was patient, loving and a stronger force then Brut. When Brut died they lost their leader, but when Silver died the pups fell apart. Silver was the glue that held everyone together. I hadn't realized by how much until she passed.
Nine years ago today, we lost our girl and all she stood for. My heart will always ache for Silver
