I prayed
I prayed tonight for everyone in my life for the first time in almost a decade probably. I prayed for everyone in my life right now and I wanted everyone to be the happiest they could be. Then I started to pray for my dog, who deserves everything she could ever want and I started to cry. I am crying right now as I right this. I love her sooo much and she is so old and I don't want her to go. I love her sooo much. She is my best friend in the whole wide world. I love her. I don't want her to go!!!! She is the best friend anyone could ask for. She is my friend, and someone who I have learned so much from. I have taught her so much and I don't know what I will do when she is not around. When I go home, I will shower her with all my love and attention. She is the best dog ever. I taught her how to sit, how to lay down, how to shake with the right hand and paw with the left. I have taught her to play dead, and to stay and come, I have taught her to balance a treat on her nose and wait until I say ok to take it. I have taught her to speak really loud and to whisper a little growl. She lets me pet her while she eats and if I reach into her dog bowl, she lets me and doesn't care. She would never bit a soul and never has. She is always happy to see a human and gives all her love to everyone. She has taught me to give all my love to everyone and to know that everyone is worth my time. She would stay with me, while I would bike ride and I would through her ball, stick or rock for her to retrieve. I would sit next to her and she would find a way to get right under my arm and sit as close to me as possible. She is sooo smart and I love her to death. She loves to lick and my sister and I would fight and hold each other down and call Molly over. She would then come and lick whoever was on the ground. She is the best dog ever. And now she is getting old and her clock is slowing down. I will miss her greatly, but I have to know that life will go on and I hope that her life was as good as I could make it. I hope she sits in the yard and remembers our life in Virginia and I hope she remembers the day we went to the pound to get her. I fell in love with her right away. I had sat at the corner of my street selling anything I could trying to raise money to get a dog and I did. I bought her with the money I earned. She was a frightened dog that came from a horrible family that abused her. We got her when she was four years old. I like to think that all her best days were the ones where she was by my side and I was by hers. I wish I could take her back to Virginia and take her back to all our old spots that we went to. She deserves anything to make her happy. I really love my dog. I love you Molly!!!! I really, really do!!! WHy do you have to be so old, while I am in college???!!!! I love you sooo much!!!! Don't leave me ever while I am away!!!! Please!!!!!! I can't write about this anymore. It hurts too much to think about.