
Gemma was the first dog we adopted when we settled back in New Zealand. We got her when she was 3 months old. At her Dog Watch foster home, she trotted up to us and sat down on my late husband's foot, as if to say - You'll do! She was always Daddy's girl and used to go everywhere with him. She was so well-behaved I even managed to get her into the hospital where Leon was recuperating from cardiac seizure. She was literally our Gem and when she had to be assisted to give up the struggle against spinal cancer, a part of us died too.
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