As you got older, you protected me by looking out the window and barking at everyone who walked by.
When I had a tough day at work, you would be waiting for me with your tail wagging just to say,
"Welcome home, I missed you." You never had a bad day, and I could always count on you to be there for me.
When I sat down to read the paper and watch TV, you would hop on my lap, looking for attention. You never
asked for anything more than for me to pat your head so you could go to sleep with your head over my leg.
As you got older, you moved around more slowly. Then, one day, old age finally took its toll, and you couldn't
stand on those wobbly legs anymore, I knelt down and patted you lying there, trying to make you young again.
You just looked up to me as if to say you were old and tired and that after all these years of not asking for anything, you had to ask for one last favor.
With tears in my eyes, I drove you one last time to the vet. One last time, you were lying next to me.
For some strange reason, you were able to stand up in the animal hospital, perhaps it was your sense of pride.
As the vet led you away, you stopped for an instant, turned your head and looked at me as if to say, "Thank you for taking care of me."
I thought, "No....thank you for taking care of me."
© Chuck Wells
Penny died on the day I took this picture. She was very sick and I tried everything in my power to save her.
She had spent 7 straight days at the Vet, but it was impossible to save her. She was a diabetic and I would give
her her insulin shots twice per day and she had to be fed special food at the exact hour everyday.
Mickey and Jewely, my other 2 toy poodles, stayed with her constantly, cuddled up against her. They knew that she was going
to die. They were so sad and when she died, they went through depression for a long time. In the picture, she is covered
up with her favorite quilt that says "Puppy Puddle" and it's been her blanket since I brought her home when she was just
six weeks old.
Penny was the joy of my life and she was always there to see me through my laughter, fears and tears. It seems she was in
my life since the day I was born. I let her suffer for about a week, because I just couldn't let her go. But when I saw
that her suffering was too much for her to bear, I finally took her to be put to sleep. It was the most horrible experience
of my life and the sobs I went through felt as though my chest was going to explode from the pain.
I brought her tiny body home and placed it in a little suitcase with all of her favorite things. I buried her outside, right
under my bedroom window.
Although it is very painful to think about her, I go through my memories of her when I first brought her home, in the palm of my
hand. Memories rush of how she felt cuddle up against me when I would go to sleep and of all the happiness she brought
into my life and of her unconditional love and devotion for me.
Thank God I have Mickey and Jewely, I don't think I would have made it, were it not for them.
I have 8 more BIG outdoor dogs, a cat, a wild rabbit and a hedgehog. If you would like to see pictures of these wonderful
pets,
This is a picture of one of my little dogs, Penny. It was very hard creating this page with "Dogs Don't Have Souls, Do They".
Should you ever see animal cruelty, DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!!!
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Do Dogs Have Souls? - Ann Landers
Dogs Are Men's and Women's Best Teachers
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Homemade Dog Bone Biscuits Recipes
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