poncho emego by stephanie dewitt

poncho emego

by stephanie dewitt

i will never forget the day i found you. you were 8 weeks old in a muddy wet cage with 7 other pups. it was raining and storming and you were so terrified. my husband wanted a hunting dog. a lab. you were a lab/shepard mix. but you looked like a fluffy black golden retriever. i put two and two together that day. of all the pups, you sat very patiantly in the back of the cage. not jumping or barking. your eyes were so brown and full of hope,and your body trembled with fear everytime thunder broke. i told the guy there i want that one. he said,he wont make a good hunting dog,he is scared of his shadow. i did not care. my heart was set. that started our lives together. your first hunting trip we almost didnt get you back. the sound of the play gun made you run under and through fences for miles. that was the last hunting trip you went on. but love you had and gave everyday freely. you protected our kids and they called you their brother even today. you never left our sides. you bought us plenty of garden snakes and rocks,and walked steadly beside each childs walker as they grew. when our first dad passed away you stayed between the kids beds and mine,never leaving our sides. your eyes showed concern for your family and you always tried to keep us smiling. you did. chasing flies. jumping thru the air for no reason,or so thats what it looked like. i knew you were chasing flies. company had no clue what was wrong with you. our boy is 16 now and girl 12. you were with us 13 years. your health started failing you. thank you for always,keeping good spirits. i saw it coming but i didnt want to be the one to make the decission. you never pottied in the house,and when you started to i saw the humiliation in youe eyes. it got very hard carring you up the stairs and down the stairs,but you know i would still be doing it. the kids made the call. and opened my eyes. they love you so. i do to. i just became as dependent on you as you to me. i could not imagine my life without you. so our last boatride(car ride) i did what was best. we had this talk, i am sure you have recieved your youth again and are now looking after our dad,my mom,and my sister. i hope you have that puppy spirit again, i am sure you do. imiss you terriably. home is strange without you here, but you are home now. and we will be together again. thank you for all the love,memories,and help. you are the greatast,always my poncho emego.mom,josh,laura,and ray.

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