Trista

Trista was a rescue dog who was picked because all her other siblings were barking and she was hiding in the corner scared. She was originally meant to be an outside dog and that didn’t last long at all. One rainy, stormy night she got to stay inside which ended her life as an outside dog. She learned to find shelter in the bedroom closet when storms were bad. She treated it as her indoor kennel as it was Trista’s “safe” place. She soon became Daddy’s little girl who adored her as much as she adored him. Trista went on many road trips hanging her head out the window enjoying every moment. It will be hard to look in the backseat and not see her there waiting for the food stop. The house is so quiet without her presence even though she was a very quiet puppy (she was considered a puppy her whole life). The jingle of her collar, clicking of her nails and someone waiting by the door to go outside are some of the things that will be missed. She was the sweetest little puppy who loved to be outside. Unfortunately your body could not keep up with your mind and the cancer wore you down. Just remember you will always be loved. Thank you Trista for the 12 memorable years.