I seem to have chosen two pictures in which she looks sad and pensive, but she was basically a very happy and sweet-tempered dog and much-loved by those that knew her. I can't quite believe I'm talking about her in the past tense as I suppose we are still slightly in a state of denial. The grief and guilt comes over us in waves and then we are OK for a while until we catch sight of a corner where she used to sit or a bowl or towel still left out from yesterday. Thank you for your kind words.
-R
[I could add that she gave that zebra a good chewing straight after I took the picture]