When Yvette rescued Goddi at 10 months old he was dying of heart worms. She cared for him, getting him the treatment he needed and added another 7 years to his much loved life. She saved Goddi's life and he never let her forget it showing his gratitude at all times.
Yvette says he he would paw at the door when she got home for a bone and once in the house would be right there beside her at every move. Once seated and resting Goddi would not be content with a random pet on the head, pawing at her to keep petting him. He was such a love, Yvette says "He was the perfect dog".
She treated him like a prince, which he never really expected since he lived with a younger single boy for the first few months of his life. Boys treat dogs as dogs, right? Us mom's, though, treat our dogs as our kids. That being said we can appreciate that Goddi, being a Great Pyrenees with thick downy coat, would love his swims in the Fish River during the hot summers of the South, and then going home to enjoy his air conditioned dog house. Yes, he was completely spoiled. Why not? That's what I say!
As with any of us, we are not completely perfect. Goddi had one small imperfection, as Yvette put it, "He barked all night long to keep the boogers away".
So Yvette and I have got together to create a custom painting as a memory of Goddi, who died recently of bone cancer.