Rosebud in the snow, 15th Street NW.

Forgive me, Borderstanians, for this post about Rosebud, who died one year ago today. I adopted her from a shelter at age 7 and she lived another 8-1/2 years. When I met Luis, she took to him and quickly became “his dog” first… before me. And that was fine. In fact, my partner posted this collage and memorial to her over at his photo blog, One Photograph A Day.

Rosie was half Border Collie and half Welsh Corgi. She was smart, independent, opinionated, tolaterated no fools, loved and liked a select few. In short, she was the queen of her little block of 15th Street. The two rose bushes in the tree box at the northwest corner of 15th and Corcoran Streets NW are in memory of her.

Rest in Peace, Rosebud: July 14, 1992, to September 22, 2007. We miss you.