Abandoned at birth when thrown from a speeding vehicle in a bag with five siblings, Goddess grew into a strong independent bitch who loved life in a house full of girls and Winston, The Little Gay Dog (TLGD).
She loved leisurely walks around the block passed Shirley Sessions house where Henry Whitaker, a very fat cat, lived and moaned, to Art Vitaglaino who gave treats trying to corrupt her with Auburn Football Bullshit before passing Ann Butler's depository for wayward and kidnapped cats then home again.
When Henry Whitaker died, Goddess pulled her owner through heavy traffic to pay homage but when Art passed away, Goddess peed on the Auburn magnet mailbox and till the day she died, slowed in homage to the man and his treats.
The happiest years of her life commenced when Sarah, Maddie, Laurel and Cassidy moved in, an episode chronicled in the tremendous tome, Winston, The Little Gay Dog (TLGD) ... a love story where Goddess successfully brokered love between a tiny male Chihuahua and Bruce, a large male German Shepard.
Goddess and Winston, TLGD, were the best of friends ... unless food was involved ... when they attacked each other viciously ... a condition grossly encouraged by Che Elliott, born 19 months before Goddess' death.
Che fed both dogs showing no favoritism with anything she didn't want to eat including fruit, the non-marshmallow parts of Lucky Charms, cookies surrounding the really good middle of Oreo's and Key Lime Pie.
Goddess and Winston, TLGD, followed Che everywhere offering love and protection including when Che occasionally pooped on the Back Deck ... a matter Goddess promptly resolved.
In return, Che loved her greatly, kissing her on the head whenever she left the house for Beach walks with her Dad or trips to the Library with her Mom.
"Get rid of the damn dog," long time resident John O'Neill once demanded, only to later admit, "I was wrong. Goddess is a chick magnet."
Goddess loved her family, the visits from Jeremy, Kristen and Chelsea, humping visitors, sniffing every pile of dog shit she ever passed before peeing on it, and prank calling Tybee Island Animal Control with reports of barking dogs at the homes of cat owners and selected member of City Council not supporting dogs on the beach.
A champion of Medical Marijuana for all creatures, Goddess fit right in on Tybee.
She will be missed ... especially at her next scheduled appearance on August 7th in Tybee Island Court.
