My baby
My Sadie dog died today and I cried... I never thought she would die. She has been a part of the family since I was 6 years old. I remember the day my dad brought us a little brown puppy and I cried because I wanted a cat. A few minutes later I wouldn't have traded her for the world (Even though she wouldn't respond when I called her Hot Chocolate). She had three litters of puppies (each with one puppy named Stubster) adding up to 15. She was an Australian Shepard without a tail and when my brothers and I ran around our yard she would try to herd us by biting our butts. She protected us from everything though... stray cars or people who looked dangerous (or those that didn't... she couldn't really tell the difference). She was fast and Lively... until I left for college and then she took a turn. Cancer took her in the end.
I know she was just a dog, but she was our only dog... we grew up with her and she's always been there, even when she was annoying we loved her. What do you do when the only the only thing you feel keeps you safe is gone? The first time I was home alone, she wasn't there and that's why I was scared... she was my excuse for running and walking alone in the neighborhood, dad always said to take Sadie to protect me.
And now she's gone. RIP Sadie (1992-2005).
I know she was just a dog, but she was our only dog... we grew up with her and she's always been there, even when she was annoying we loved her. What do you do when the only the only thing you feel keeps you safe is gone? The first time I was home alone, she wasn't there and that's why I was scared... she was my excuse for running and walking alone in the neighborhood, dad always said to take Sadie to protect me.
And now she's gone. RIP Sadie (1992-2005).