With heavy hearts and soggy eyes, we said farewell to our faithful shop dog in early November. Shadow was the designated manager, because she would sit at the top of the shop steps where she could see each of us working. It wasn't until later in her life that she began watching us work. But when she discovered the perch at the top of the steps, nothing could tear her away from it. No matter the temperature indoors or out, we left the door open for our furry supervisor. She watched intently as we processed flowers, designed, and cleaned. There was something about her companionship in the shop that added a calmness to our hectic wedding weekends. Her steady gaze of approval was often just what we needed to keep on. On certain days she requested to come into the shop. Since she couldn't walk down the steps, this required a trip through the front door and into the garage. She stopped to sniff each bucket of blooms and requested a head pat no matter how many stems were in your hands. She plopped down, right in the line of traffic because she just needed to be in the middle of the action, and I imagine the cold cement floor felt good on her belly those hot summer work days...
The shop will never be quite the same without sweet Shadow girl watching our every move.
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