Sindi was a much loved part of our family. She was a clever little thing that was with me during my childhood years. I would take her for rides around the block as she sat proudly in the front basket of my bright yellow bike. One of my fondest memories of Sindi is when she started to “climb” the weeping willow tree in our backyard to retrieve her ball that had been placed on one of the branches. To our amazement, her little claws clung to the rough bark until she reached the branch and then, with ball in mouth, jumped off.
Sindi was with us for almost 20 years.
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