by Kim Luce
One summer, 6 years ago when I was 12, me and my mom had gone out looking for yard sales, just as we were heading home, we happened to look down this one street and see something white, we weren't sure what it was so we turned the car a round and went back. When we went back, there was a little white dog laying in the middle of the street, I opened my side of the door, and into our lives jumped the dog we named Misty. She brought us alot of love and Joy, she taught us responsibility. We never really6 had any problems with her last year, there had been other times where we thought we'd lose her, but she pulled through. We took her to a vet and they found a mass on her one nipple, and over the years, it grew bigger. We had another dog, Cody who died March of this year, and we just lost of precious Misty On Christmas Eve of 2000. I found out the news when I came home from work. I was so upset, I didn't know what to do. I did what I could-cry. Don't worry Misty Marie(my affectionate name for her)we love you, and at least you wont be in pain anymore.