Today we mourn the loss of Bacardi, the dog that greeted anyone and everyone who walked down East Fern Road for the last 17 years.
She had her own divot in the dirt under the big tree at the entrance to her master’s home, Holly Grove Stables, located on the corner of Qualicum Road and East Fern. Rain or shine, this gentle soul greeted the people and dogs of her kingdom.
I often felt she embodied the spirit of Qualicum Beach. The countless people who stopped to give her a scratch or a treat, or slowed down on Qualicum Road when she was out making her rounds, attest to the tribute that “It Takes a Village to Raise a Dog.”
When I moved here from Edmonton, I was told if you’re really really good in your life, you’ll come back as a Qualicum Beach dog. Lucky her, and lucky us.
She will be missed by many and remembered by all. Happy Trails, Old Girl.