It all started when I was in about Junior High and my family had recently moved into a new house. My sister, Amanda, and I had wanted a dog. We begged and begged but my dad said no.... We decided we would ask the Lord if He wanted us to have a puppy! We prayed and prayed until one day when my Amanda and I walked outside, coming from the fence of the cow pasture was a little beagle puppy coming at us! We were so stoked we brought her inside but my parents were still a little hesitant. They made us put signs up for a Lost Dog and if no one claimed her she was ours... well guess what?! NO ONE CLAIMED HER!!!! So, we got a puppy! She was the most wonderful pup ever and we named her Sugar!
I remember giving her ice out of the freezer and she would only eat it on carpet.
I remember how she would always hide her treats in little spots around the house.
I remember how she use to chase armadillo trails in hopes to catch one.
I remember being the only one home when when she delivered her first and only pup.
I remember how my blanket on my bed was always dirty from when she slept with me.
I remember talking to her when I was sad and didn't think anyone else cared or would listen.
I remember her favorite pink rubber bone that we got her at the very beginning from old navy and the rubber noise it made when she chewed it.
I remember how she was a jam!
Then yesterday evening it happened... My family brought her to the vet and she had to be put down due to cancer that had been growing in her side. My dad buried her beside our house with her favorite pink bone. She will be missed.