Pandora Elizabeth Holtzman

 I adopted Pandi in February 2016, when she was five years old. Elli had died, and I really wanted another tiny dog. I missed Elli.

I went to a couple of dog rescue organizations, and it seemed like scheme. You paid $100 to apply, another $100 for a home visit (which we would fail, due to the pool) and then $100 to go over your other pet's medical records. I left crying both times.

Then I went to the SPCA in El Dorado Park, and it was just an application with a flat fee of $155, since the dog I chose was a senior. I saw the dog online and made an appointment to visit with her. I went back to look at a dog this time, and now they have the business model described above. 

They had named her Lizzy because she came in on the day when all new arrivals had names that began with the letter L. That's where the Elizabeth comes in.

She seemed indifferent to me, but she was adorable, so I picked her up the next day after her spaying.

After Doc retired, Pandi was with him every day. He used to take her over to visit his parents on Wednesday when the housekeeper came over. 

She was the model for the Trump meme "They're Eating the Dogs, They're Eating the Cats". People exchanged photos of their own pets being cooked.

After I retired, I was also with Pandi every day. She slept in my bed until the last couple of months, which was a sign to me. She was 15 years old at that point.

When I was working, I took a couple of trips every year. Pandi always tried to stowaway.

Pandi inspected all purchases coming into the house and all gifts leaving the house.

                                                             

She had a cyst on her head that I popped many times, and one day it finally went away. You can see it near her ear in this picture.

She had periods where she was very fat. I got her at 9.75 pounds and she got up to 13 pounds. She had to have grain free food or all the hair on her back half fell out.

She did really well for a lot of years, and knew Kenni, Vinni, Pandi, and Jacki. She had a very rough summer of 2024, where it seemed like every week, she had another illness. I thought she would die many times - Gi tract, eye abscess, face abscess. She did really well after the second abscess.

She started to slow down and look really old. This was 2 weeks before she died.

She was featured on my TikTok and was the recipient of the first piece of swag I got, the Donut Dreamer from Buddy's Pets. I am glad that I have her as an AI character and she can still have adventures.

She had a stroke one night and I thought that she would be dead in the morning. We already had a burial site in the yard picked out. But she seemed fine the next day. About a week later, she had a huge stroke and never regained consciousness. She died on St Patrick's day, 2026. I was in New York, so Doc placed her to rest. 

I imagine that my most beloved dog ever, Delila, came down from heaven to get Pandi when she died. 

Then Delila and Bella the black lab, took Pandi through the pearly gates.

She is now in heaven with all the other dogs and people that passed before her.

Goodbye my darling sweetheart. We miss you.