Update 27.11.2024: Joni passed away. Elizabeth wrote: She didn’t prefer me when it came to choosing company. You see, I was usually the bad guy, taking her to vets, clipping her thumb nails, escorting her to groomers. She avoided me at times. I would see her see me and change her course. This behavior wouldn’t sadden me, it would make me giggle. Other times she put up with me, let me brush her, sing to her, talk baby talk. I could imagine what she might have been saying about me but I didn’t care, I adored her. And so did everyone else. Joni was brought to us quite a few years back (2019) by the police when the farm she was “living” at was raided and all of the animals confiscated due to the terrible, tremendously hazardous conditions there. We took in Joni and who I believe to be her daughter, Maria (who is still with us). Back then Joni was tied to a big heavy chain, birthing continuously, living amongst corpses and living beings and their excrements. Joni was a shy animal but when she loved, she loved big. I have seen her do little dances at the sight of certain people. I have seen her follow others and no, I didn’t believe it was for the treats. These were big gestures for a creature with such modesty. Joni was an impressive animal. Huge in size. Her fur was that of an arctic animal. Her mane that of a lion’s. She was intimidating if you didn’t know her but the truth of the matter is that she wouldn’t hurt a fly. Although she came to us somewhat broken, we, (all of us who cared for her I am sure) would like to believe we gave her relief, we lightened the darkness and showed her that she was special. Which undoubtedly she was. Have a tireless journey, Joni. We hope the pain and the sadness are gone. You are and will always be our good girl. Update 9.1.2024: The Bear. Joni. Joni was brought to us a few years ago. Joni was there with her daughter Maria, whom we also have. Joni is a quiet animal, somewhat timid and cautious if she does not know you. God only knows w