Bhí Taffy ag ár teaghlach ó 2004 ann. Chuir muid sé nuair raibh sé coileán. D'fhéach sé cosúil le coileán sionnach.
Is breá liom feoil. Go fírinne, díth air a ith achan bia. Bhí léas mór ina á shúil nuair chonaic lón.
Ghlór mé Taffy "tafalach" go minic. Lig mé go raibh Taffy ina gadaí. Bhí mhaith liom a rith i ndhiadh dó amháil is dá feargach.
Bíonn Taffy i gcoirt go coitanta. Chuala muid sé ghile faoi a choisaint chugainn in ár teach agus ár clós lá agus óiche. Deanfaidh muid chailleain dó. Tá súil agam go bhfuil sé sásta leis caoireail sna scamaill anois agus i gcónaí.
Saying Farewell to Taffy.
Death took Taffy away during the past week. You can see our Pembroke Corgi last spring here. He liked to sit with me like this.
Taffy was with our family from 2004. We got him when he was a pup. He looked like a fox cub.
He loved meat. Truly, he had a need to eat every food. He had a great shimmer in his eyes when he saw edibles.
I called Taffy "tafalach" often, I pretended as if Taffy was a thief. I liked to run after him as if angry.
Taffy was commonly barking. We heard him dashing about our house and our yard to guard us day and night. We will miss him. I hope he is happy with sheep in the clouds now and always.
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