My brothers sweet dog Hayden passed away this morning(she'd want you to know she went down while chasing a cat). I'm one who doesn't always understand the bond between dog and owner but Hayden loved Daniel and he her. She was as Candace put it best, "a piece of work."
She was beautiful and by her natural appearance intimidating. Even if you knew her you always had to wonder if she was going to eat you for lunch or come give you love. I wish I could have pictures of the faces of everyone who ever came to my brothers home or shop, her being the official greeter. She wielded the power her looks gave her much like I imagine a supermodel does. At first you'd be rightfully apprehensive about her and then she'd leave you wanting for her affection which she did not give out liberally. If she didn't love you she'd just completely ignore you, but if she did you'd never know a more loyal friend. Last time I was there she assumed her position on my lap on the couch, when I tired of petting her(more of her weight bearing down on me) I nudged her to get off. She simply looked at me from the corner of her eye and growled lowly, as if to say, "If anyone's getting off this couch it's you, not me." I continued petting.
While out hiking with Daniel once he warned me Hayden would likely come tearing down the trail at full speed back at us and that when she did not to move. So when she did I tried my best to obey and participate in what amounted to a game of chicken with a full gown Doberman screaming down the trail cloud of dust in her path. It took every ounce of self control I had to stay put. She did as promised and veered out of the way at the last minute brushing my leg as if you make sure I knew she could have taken me out if she wanted.
She was loyal. She loved and protected her family. She was shockingly gentle. I was worried when Chance was born. The idea of this rambunctious toddler playing with a Doberman was worrisome to me. But Hayden always seemed to know her place and took on the role of protector and first friend more than even I think my brother expected.
I would have never chosen her as a pet. I could never have imagined how cool a dog she would be. She did not consider herself a dog or act like one for the most part, but she more than earned a place in our family. She was intelligent beyond most dogs, regal, and beautiful. We will all miss Hayden. I am so grateful we got to have her as a part of our family. I am sorry she is gone and I know the loss for Daniel and their family will be great. The two of them spent every moment of the last 6 years together always glad to be together.
So thank you Hayden, we will miss you.