What We Knew About Clementine
She picked Lala. Thirteen years ago, we went to the pound to look at another dog, but the one in the cage next to that one just looked at Lala and asked to be met. In the meeting area, she leaned on Lala, and Lala leaned back against her and that was it.


She liked two things – everyone, and all food. She wasn’t crazy about other dogs, but if you were a human, and especially if you were a human who knew how to carry food in your hands, she was your best friend.

She was the cuddliest dog I’ve ever met. The perfect little spoon. Her snores were so cute that we called it “snorebuggling.”

Once, a man we didn’t know came over to buy a couch we’d listed on Craigslist. He came in the house, sat on the soft, and Clementine raced in from another room, launching herself at him. She tucked herself against him and almost snuggled him to death. That’s how she was for STRANGERS. Imagine what we got from her. Every day.


She enjoyed hammocking with me.

Sun – all day. She soaked it in. (And look at those earssss!)

She was a pocket pitty, thirty-five pounds of love. We always said she looked like a beagle wearing a pit-bull costume.


She was a goofball.


The only picture I’ve ever painted was of her for Lala for Christmas, sitting with the jasmine vine tangled around her neck. She’d constantly get stuck there and then just wait patiently for us to cut her out.



She had her very own cat, Waylon.



Clemmy’s been in hospice for about 6 or 8 months, and had graduated OUT of it twice! (Seriously, Pet Hospice has been the greatest thing to ever happen for our confidence that we were doing it all right, as we trudged this difficult time.)
And hey! We’ve been cooking her food for her morning and night for a year (pancreatitis and kidney disease). SHE LOVED THAT.
And we’ve been home for a solid year! YAY PANDEMIC! Always with her, ready for a cuddle! SHE LOVED THAT, TOO.
And today, when hospice came to help her on her way, her cat helped, too. Waylon was with her until the very end right along with us, and kept his paw on her as she died.

Our hearts are broken. Thanks for loving her, too.
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