In memory of

Nina

Portrait of Nina

Half on the couch, always by my side, and forever in my heart.

Unmistakably them

She wasn't allowed on the couch, so she found a loophole: she'd place her front paws and head on the sofa, leaving her hind legs firmly on the floor.

A treasured memory

When I was little, I used to love lying down in Nina's bed with her. But since she took up almost all the space and probably thought I wasn't comfortable, she would get out, lie down right next to it, and leave the whole bed just for me. Or once we were at the park walking Nina with my dad, and a dog that was a bit mean came over. Nina started barking to make him move away, but as she turned around to come back to us, he bit her.

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