My puppy died this morning. She had been sick for the past 3 days. Mom told me last night that she had a really bad night. She was in so much pain. I just wish there was something that I could have done for her. I love my little Sugar. She is not in pain anymore, she held on for 3 days. I know she knew she was dying but it just hurts so bad. She was a good dog.
She is more than a pet, she was my family, my friend, a comforting companion.
Now I will be alone when there is a storm, when the family is not here at the house, when I am eating no one to bark at me. I will miss her. We buried her with her favorite blanket and her valentine's day collar. A little pink collar with black and pink skulls on it. She was my little rocker puppy.
She was the brought to us from Indiana. My Great Aunt Oma and Great Uncle Ernest brought her and her 2 brothers to Kentucky. She was the smallest Cutest puppy we had ever seen. Runt, she was our little runt of a puppy. She chewed on all other furniture and peed everywhere, but was always there for us when we needed someone to comfort us. She out lived all of her brothers, sisters, nieces and nephews. She was one of a kind. The most spoiled rotten, sweet, loving dog we have ever had. She will be missed by all.
Rest In Peace my little puppy.
Sugar Dobson
Age: 13
Family:
Tracy (me), Jessica (sis), Ellen (mom), Harold (dad), April (mexican), Christina (hibby), Jamie (panda), Susan (purple pants), Jason (one of her boyfriends and my boyfriend), Matt (her other boyfriend and Jess's boyfriend), Uncle Jeff (my uncle her sleeping buddy), Allie (lover of Sugar), Kasey (fellow fuzzy), Erica (lover of fuzzy), Jackie (cat drowner and Sugar lover), Daniel (monkey), Great Aunt Oma and Great Uncle Ernest (they brought her to us when she was a puppy) and the rest of the family both your's and mine.
WE LOVE YOU SUGAR
She is napping with me