Daisy might only be three going on four, but she’s already lived a big, beautiful chapter of her life as a mom and now she’s enjoying every bit of her well-earned retirement. She’s had two litters, one with Shadow and one with Fred, and to say she was a natural would be an understatement. She took to motherhood like she was born for it. Gentle, patient, and endlessly nurturing, Daisy gave everything she had to those pups. But after watching her pour her whole heart into raising her babies, I knew it was time to let her rest. I love her far too much not to.

Now she’s retired, and this next chapter of her life is slower, softer, and just as meaningful. She no longer has pups nursing at her side or trailing behind her everywhere she goes, but that motherly instinct hasn’t gone anywhere. Daisy still watches every puppy that comes through this house with those same warm eyes and that steady calm. She may not be the one doing the hard work anymore, but she’s still the one the babies gravitate to.

She’s seen a lot of puppies come and go some she raised herself, others born from different moms but she treats each one like they’re her own. It doesn’t matter who they belong to. If they need a little extra love or someone to cuddle up to, Daisy’s right there. She doesn’t push herself into the center of attention, but somehow, that’s exactly where she always ends up.

When I brought in new additions to the pack, Daisy welcomed them with open paws. There was no jealousy, no pushback just that classic Daisy grace. She sniffed them over, gave her quiet approval, and carried on like she’s known them all her life. It’s like she knows her role has shifted from active mom to honorary auntie, and she wears it beautifully.

She’s still playful, still silly, still Daisy. She gets the zoomies when the mood strikes, and she never misses the chance to chase a ball or roll in the grass. But there’s a new kind of peace in her now. She moves with the ease of a dog who’s found her place in the world. She knows she’s loved, she knows she’s home, and she knows she’s done her part.

Daisy doesn’t need a new litter to feel fulfilled she just needs to be near her people and her pack. Her heart’s still as big as ever, and she’s always ready to give it away. That quiet, steady love never left.

And honestly, I don’t think it ever will.