Lilly came bounding into my family’s life in 2016 when we were trying to mend our broken hearts after losing our beloved French bulldog Yoda. This complete bundle of joy had died at only three years old, from a back problem we were unaware of until it was too late.
The plan was to get a Frenchie puppy that we could nurture and love from day one, but when we went to visit the breeder, she mentioned she also had a few older dogs. When she let them into the room, we were instantly smitten by Lilly, a three-year-old golden girl whose personality was already very much formed. My dad, who had been particularly close to Yoda, had a heart in need of that extra bit of healing. Lilly ran to him first without hesitation, as if she instinctively knew he was the one who needed the licks and fuss the most.
