Minnie
Minnie: We lost our beloved, nutty 15-year-old Minnie Schnoodle in mid-November 2021. Minnie had significant neurological damage resulting from epilepsy and old age. We managed to bring her seizures under control with medication for several months. Then one night, shortly before midnight, Minnie suffered a massive grand mal from which she did not recover. Minnie spent her days abuzz with energy. Neighbors will have seen her relentlessly pacing the front yard, especially the fence line. This was the greatest gift we could give her; with so much energy to burn, she hated being penned up inside. Minnie was also known for “getting stuck” behind chairs, boxes, open doors, under tables … and calling out frantically for human rescue! Problem solving was not Minnie’s forte. We nicknamed her Esther Williams for her uncanny knack of stomping and sloshing through EVERY water bowl. At night Minnie was my constant companion. She insisted on sleeping pressed up against my left side with her nose tucked into my armpit. And if I made the tactical error of rolling an inch to the right, she quickly stretched out to fill in the gap until I was left straddling the extreme edge of my own King sized bed! Skinny Minnie never gained weight despite eating like a lion! (Eat your hearts out, Ladies!) Such an outsized spirit for such a tiny girl. Minnie, you’ve left a void that’s simply impossible to fill. RIP Minnie. Z”L May your memory forever be a blessing.