Jitter-Bug

She was a Bag Dog. Myriad bags were adapted for her occupation over the years of adventure, from an overnight bag filled with pillows to keep her warm while I went for a walk, to a hiking bag snuggled between sweaters to go to Columbia Icefields.

What I miss most is that she loved pets so much she would paw at you the moment you stopped. And her cute little face was just so hard to resist.

Her favourite spot was coiled around the neck of one of her people, or hanging out the window if we were pulling up to a drive-through.

She also absolutely loved baths. Bubble baths took a little getting used to, but whenever I had a bath, she had to come with me. We used one of the inflatable cones of shame as a floaty, and she would float and snooze with her head in it kept above the water.