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| Age | : | 16 years 3 months | |
| Sex | : | female | |
| Colour | : | black and tan | |
| Breed | : | german shepherd/collie/chow | |
| Species | : | dog | |
| Family | : | Jax | |
| Country | : | | |
| Joined | : | 17 July 2022 | |
| Born | : | 1 April 2010 | |
| Passed away | : | 25 July 2026 | |
Zoey appeared at my living room door one January day in 2011. Me and my boyfriend at the time looked for her owners and nobody ever claimed her. The neighborhood rumor is that they moved and Zoey refused to get in the car when they left. The vet said she was about 10 months old. She was underfed and scared.
We welcomed her into our family and Zander was thrilled to have a playmate. We all took many walks to the river, three miles away on the logging land. She and Zander loved running free there and splashing around in the river together.
Zoey made friends with almost everyone in the neighborhood. For a while she gained a lot of weight because they’d all give her treats. She had a very special bond with my neighbor, Linda. When Linda moved away, I swear I saw tears in Zoey’s eyes. But she found a new favorite, Ron, and would spend two or three days at his place once in a while.
A couple of times she was brought home by people who thought she was a lost dog. One time I picked her up at the shelter, and once at a vet. I’ve seen her picture on the local Facebook lost and found page more than once. She was a free spirit and lived life on her own terms. I learned to respect that, and wrote a story that was published in Chicken Soup for the Soul in 2023, called The Neighborhood Dog. Below is the link for the podcast they did about her story (hers is about halfway through), as well as the Amazon link to the book. Her story touched many more hearts than just mine.
To say Zoey was an incredible dog is an understatement. She was a fantastic guard dog and took her job seriously. When she and Zander barked together, she was always in front. She was brave, independent, and happy.
Losing her was the end of an era for me. She entered my life two years after moving into my house, and has been with me through every single pet I’ve had in my adult life, even Ivy and Legolas. She was the link to it all. Some dogs leave paw prints on your heart. Zoey left them on a huge chapter of my life. She wasn’t just a part of my story. She helped me shape it. Sixteen years was never going to be long enough, but what a privilege it was to love Zoey. I will carry her memory with me for the rest of my life.
Chicken Soup for the Soul: Lessons Learned from My Dog


I also get called Zo. I like... belly rubs, playing with my tennis ball... dislike loud noises, car rides... I enjoy playing with tennis ball, frisbee and eating milkbones and steak...



