Hannah was a black Irish Setter (Setter mixed with black lab) She won people's heart with her big, brown, eyes; long, proud neck; wide head; silky, black, shiny fur with deep red highlights, feet like furry black slippers, and gentle ways. Even though most of her history was unknown, and her abuse surmised by her reactions to many things when she first came to share her life with us, she was gentle and loving with children of all ages, and was loved by them. My only regret is that her fear of cameras never subsided enough to allow me to get a photo of her that adequately shows her beauty.
Hannah came to live with me at about six years old, after showing up on the front yard of the parents of a fellow teacher from my school. There she might have remained, if it weren't for the fact that she continually protected their house from the mail lady with much dedication and determination, making it impossible for them to receive their mail. I agreed to find her a home, and I did, with me. It was obvious that she had been mistreated. Over time trust grew, and we developed a profound, loving bond. Both Hannah and I became healthier, more secure, and happier.
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