u/Fair-Fortune1999

Daisy passed away from thyroid cancer in 2023 nearing age 12. She was my first and only childhood dog.

I found this subreddit a few weeks ago and wanted more people to know about her. A deflated basket ball was her favourite toy. She loved crossing her paws. She hated being indoors. Any body of water she saw, she had to jump in.

I was raised on a farm. When I was 8 years old, my family wanted to get a dog. We found someone who had 6 border collie puppies about an hour drive away from our home. She was the last one to be chosen.

When we got home, we each put our name suggestion in a bowl, shuffled, and plucked out the name “Daisy”. We went through 3 collars before we got her one she didn’t chew up.

I don’t know what I believe happens after death, but it’s nice to think she’s running on an endless farm full of daffodils. She’ll never age, never get sick, never die.

Last image is a drawing of her I made a few years ago. I don’t think I’ve ever felt grief this strong. Her name tag hangs from my car’s rearview mirror.

I have good genes

I work as a funeral director. A family left me their urn spray because they appreciated my work (atypical but sweet) so I collected the artificial tiger lilies from it. I didn’t want to take the whole arrangement, composed of mostly real flowers, because I have cats. I then bought the two white roses and the wildflowers at the dollar store. The vase is a leftover from a different funeral

I like it for my house, and because I made it, but if I saw it delivered for a funeral, I’d have questions