10/13/2026
Queenie was a special old lady. She didn't ask for much. As a matter of fact, in the years we've had her, I never once heard her bark. She was never demanding. All she wanted was food in her belly and a cozy bed.
As cute as she was, we knew because of her incontinence that the chances of her being adopted were slim, and that was ok. Over time I became attached, and felt like this little old lady was exactly what Miko's Sanctuary represented. Other than cleaning her play pen in the morning, she was no trouble at all.
Queenie enjoyed just moseying around in the yard. Cora fostered her for a bit to give her a change of pace. We both loved her dearly. The way she would just meander around, a content little girl without a care in the world.
No trouble at all, clear to the very end. I didn't have to go through all of those heartbreaking emotions tied to euthanizing a beloved pet. Queenie spared me that hell, and I'm so grateful for that.
I found Queenie in her favorite bed, having passed in her sleep. She looked so peaceful. Her eyes were closed and she even appeared to be smiling.
We don't know what happened, and it doesn't really matter. Other than treatments and supplements for her arthritis and stubborn UTI's, she appeared healthy. She was one of the few dogs in this house not on medications or special diets. Her bloodwork was checked twice this year. She was even cleared and had a dental just last month.
Run free, my sweet girl. Cora and I were honored to be a part of your final chapter. You are loved beyond measure.