I remember it still so clearly, I was 9 years old, It truely was one if not the happiest days of my life. Me and my mom and cousins decided to go to the beach in powell river, I looked over where these people were camping, and i saw about 5 different puppies, they were all so cute, american Cocker spaniel puppies, they were the cutest puppies i had ever seen. I knew i had to have one, so i Begged my mom for one, she even said yes right away they were so cute. There was one left, Her name was hunny, she would not leave her moms side, And I was the lucky girl who got her. We renamed her Sandy because we got her from a sandy beach and she was a tanned color. I remember that day clearly, that moment i saw her. Through out the years, i have the happiest memories with her. Summers watching her swim for hours chasing after ducks, her shaking herself off on my towels, winter her fur being full of snow. watching her sleep peacefully on the couch. Getting a dog at a young age, there is particular meaning too. There is something speacial about it that dog has been with you growing up, through good times and bad, hard times and sad. And nothing could ever ever replace that. I cherish everymemory and moment I got to spend with her, I couldnt of asked for a better dog, she was my angel that heaven sent me. Sandy died of old age, The months before she died, she wasnt the same dog, she didnt jump up to see you, she hardly barked, But she did have the same big brown eyes that looked at you with care. It has been 6 months since she has passed on, and i still cry when i think about her or look at pictures. I dont think that will ever go away, And to be honest i dont want it too, when something makes you cry you know there is alot of meaning to it. I pray and pray each day that she is taken good care of because that is all i want for her. Rip sandy, you were and are still so loved. You will always be in my heart!