my deamon
by mary snell.........................................
I had gotten my daughter a pom/papolon mix puppy that was supposed to have been 8 weeks. When I had brought him home we found out he was only 2 weeks old. I was working at fedex and working 18 hour days but I was up every 2 hours with this little guy and took him to work with me to make sure he ate. We saved his life then and he turned out to be the most wonderful perfect dog that we have ever had. We had him so trained that when we said burrow he would go in the room on the bed under the covers and went to sleep. He has helped my duaghter and myself through very very hard times. He was the most loyal puppy that you could ask for.

I had moved from alaska and my daughter stayed there with deamon, I know he was depressed when I left because I was actually his Mom in his eyes. He fallowed me everywhere in the house and outside.

He was a two and a half old when he got hit by a car. We still dont know why he went to the road since he had never before done that. But traggically I got a phone call at 2 am with my daughter histarical that deamon had got run over and died. He will be missed greatly.

Deamon: play in the clouds, have fun like you did before, chase the mice like you love to do...we will be together again, another time another place baby boy. Watch over my daughter as well as you can. and please come see me when you have a moment and we can talk like we did before.

I love deamers and will never ever forget you!!! We will never find another baby like you. You are one of a kind bud.

Comments would be appreciated by the author, mary snell
 
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