9-17-17 My dog died this past Wednesday. I got the call from my mom right before I was heading to Bible study, and I left that to go be with her and my mom when she was put to sleep. Annie was an Anatolian Shepherd mix, probably a blue/red heeler cross. She stood about two feet tall and 3 and a half feet long nose to tail. Being related to an Anatolian, her tail curved upwards an inwards towards her neck, a distinctive trait of the Anatolian, and her back paws had the double dactyls that told us for certain of her lineage. Her fur was a mix of white, gray, black, and deep brown, and she had a brown spot that extended over the top of her head to surround one milky white eye, sometimes lending to her the appearance of a pirate. Her behavior was anything but. Often, as she lay on the ground near the family eating dinner, or after barking in our yard with our four horses, she would sit with her blind eyes staring in slightly different directions, her held held high, breathing silently...