We got Jubliee and her sister, Annabelle, after we lost Sam eight years ago. Jubilee was the biggest dog in the litter, bigger than her brothers. She was a "reverse brindle" Boxer, so she almost looked like a giant Boston Terrier. She has always been the protector. Her sister used to sit or lay on her constantly. After Annabelle found a new home (an interesting story there, too), Petrucci, our male Boxer, took her place in using Jubie for a seat. She tolerated this pretty well most of the time. When she was done being a tuffet, she was done and she would let them know.
Jubilee was the one who would wash you with her tongue as long as you would sit still. If one of the other dogs was sick or wounded, "Nurse Jubie" was the one taking care of them. When Brad's mom was staying here, she had a key chain with a black and white stuffed cat on it that meowed when you pushed it's belly. Jubilee took that thing and carried it around and talked to it like it was alive. We often wished we hadn't gotten her fixed so that she could have had a litter of pups. She would have made a good momma.
While we're sorry to see her go, we're glad she didn't suffer long. Jubie was always a strong, healthy girl.
We miss you, Choob. See you on the other side.