We have people who come to the house across the street from us every three or four months and they had a beautiful Boxer called Mandy. The woman who owned her said that Mandy, who was about eleven had to be PTS at the end of January because her back legs kept giving out on her and they thought that that was the kindest thing to do. Mandy was a wonderful dog who had a puppyish spirit her whole life. She used to come over to see me when she was here, (sometimes without her owners,
). I'm going to be her happy greetings and her beautiful face. RIP Mandy
