Saturday, April 2, 2011
Yesterday was a hard, hard day. Our sweet pup got hit by a car. Her back was broken, and she had to be put to sleep. Our hearts are broken today.
She wasn't a perfect dog. She barked until my nerves were shattered. She shed great puffs of fur. She pooped on the floor now and then. She sometimes got into the bathroom trash, especially if there was an empty tube of toothpaste in it. She sometimes ran away, just because everything smelled so good and interesting outside.
But she was the best dog for our family. She loved us with every fiber of her being. She protected us. She let the kids dress her up and roll on her. She had the prettiest eyes, and she was happiest when we were all in a room together.
Sigh. This pup—she was part of our family. It's so much easier when cats just wander away.
Goodbye, sweet Daisy.