by Susan
As a puppy you like to play and bite me. You always knew how to make me smile but there were always those times you made me made. As the years went by you picked up habits, you were most familiar for meeting us at the door with some prised possession which may have been a toy or a shoe, company always commented on how you must be related to a kangaroo because you could jump so high! You were always one to spring new little miracles on us. Four litters all of seven! You were such a good mom, and never minded if we played with the puppies just as long as we made sure not to leave you out. On your third litter one of your puppies from one of the last litters that we had kept had a litter the day after. You were such a good mom that you didnt believe that she should have her own puppies and tried to take them all. After some coaxing you learned that they were not yours.
Over the years there was always little creatures that made our way into our home. You looked at each as NO WAY MISTER!! But after a while they always grew into your heart as they did ours. Later you would be found curled up somewhere with the little guys. As you and I grew older we grew closer and you were the one that I went to if I needed to talk and you were always willing to listen and every time you would look up with those big eyes and I knew that as long as I had you everything would be alright. I could tell you anything, and I knew that my deepest darkest secrets were safe with you.
Then the day came when you unknowingly served your own death sentence. You always had to be tied up when we were not home and the neighbours cat would sit and tease you. On this very day you managed to sneak out with out your leash chased this cat. Being as fast as you were you caught him and injured him so bad that he later died. This didnt go over well with our neighbours not to mention that every time you saw him I thought you would eat him. He made us feel that we had to out you down and after some convincing we decided it would be best for all. I could see you have to live your life near this guy even if it meant I had to live mine without you. The night before I had to take you to the vets we were sitting watching TV together and as I looked into your eyes tears filled mine, when I looked again you were also crying. The next day I took you to the vets and stayed with you the whole time. It was hard seeing my best friend take her last breath in my arms, especially when I felt that I was killing you. Deep down I knew that you understood that I didnt want to do this but instead I had to. When it was all over I carried your limp body back home and laid you to rest in your final place.
My life continued and as time passed it became easier but I still find it hard. I am now away at college and my dorm room is covered in pictures of you. I often find myself alone and it is these times that my mind drifts to you and I feel my life would be better and much more complete if you were still around. I hope that one day we will be reunited and I hope that once this happens we never have to be separated ever again. I dont think I could take losing you all over again. So until this time comes you will always be with me and I will always miss you, sometimes more than others.