Our precious angel departed us too soon on the sunny morning of October 29. Grindle was a black and chocolate miniature dachshund from a litter of five, her father was Sammie, her mother was Mollie. Grindle was a proud mother of her son, Buster. She was predeceased by her daughter, Gracie, who passed shortly after birth. Along with her son Buster, Grindle is also survived by her brother, Jay. Grindle was a fearless protector of her household and the sweetest and most lovable dog any family could have. She was most well known for her voracious appetite and her favorite foods included Filet mignon, turkey, ham, steak, and anything that was being served at the table. This past year, for her 16th birthday, Grindle got to eat her own filet mignon at the dinner table with her family! Any food left within her reach unattended was fair game for her, she was a huge thief when it came to food. In her younger days, Grindle was very mischievous and was known to destroy things if she was left alone at home, that really pissed her off! When she had Buster, that behavior ceased since she had another dog with her to keep her company. When they were together, Grindle and Buster would be a force to be reckoned with. No matter what, Grindle was always very happy, would always be wagging her tail and just one look from her sweet face could melt your heart. Grindle loved to spend her day times outside on her deck and in the winter evenings, loved to cuddle up in her bed nice and toasty in front of the wood stove.
She used to love going out on her families boat and she loved long walks and chasing squirrels, cats and even skunks off her deck. This past December, she even beat the crap out of an unwitting skunk that had wandered on her deck...twice! Even at 15 years of age, she was always ready to throw down! Grindle may have been small in size but she was huge in attitude. She had no fear.
Grindle HATED Raggedy Ann! She was known to savagely rip the face off any Raggedy Ann she saw (why she had this hatred, we'll never know). Also for some strange reason, she really hated the starfish ornament on Liz's Christmas Tree. We'd be going along, having a great Christmas Eve, when all of a sudden, she'd notice this ornament halfway up the tree and be infuriated! She'd start barking and make like she would attack the whole tree. She wouldn't calm down until Liz removed the offending ornament! This happened every year!
Grindle was the coolest dog ever and could have easily survived on her own in the wild with her skills.
Grindle must have been one of the best moling dogs that ever lived. We could have made a small fortune off of her, any yard with a mole, within 15-20 minutes, she had that mole pulled out of the ground and shaken to death. Mole problem solved.
Grindle especially loved going to her Grandmother Liz's where she was fed by Liz to her hearts content and loved to bark at all the passers by.
Grindle's favorite thing, above all was being home with her family and sharing her endless love with her Mike, Bob, Buster and her mommy and daddy. She was the matriarch of the household. She also had an extended family and friends that adored her. Grindle was all about love.
Grindle leaves behind an absolutely devastated and heartbroken family who will never forget how special she was to all of us and especially, the unconditional love she had for anyone who came into her home. Life will never be the same without her. We will continue to love her and remember her and miss her for the rest of our lives.
Update: Grindle's son Buster passed away on January 6, 2008. He was very sad and lost without Grindle. He is buried next to Grindle in their little dog yard.
Buster's memorial can be viewed at:
www.ilovedmypet.com/Busterboo