Monday, August 3, 2009

How much for that doggy in the window...

Is it waggly or waggedy?
Hell, I've never even heard the song.

At any rate, I had to say goodbye to my dog. I've never been particularly great with dogs to begin with. I'm not the kind to go out of my way to lavish them with attention, but when they come to me I try not to disappoint. 
Always feel guilty that I didn't do more with them.
I'm going to miss her.
Third family dog that I can remember. First was before my cognition. Not good with kids, from the stories. Gave him away. Second was with us for years, across continents. Might still be alive if he hadn't. There's no lhyme disease in Botswana. Third we gave to a friend before leaving the States. He's probably happier there than he ever was in his life. The friend is quite the dog person.
And now, Saddie, given to a Peace Corp volunteer I've never even met.
I'm sure she'll be happy.

I miss her already.

All I can think about is the night we got her from the pet store and I held her trembling in my lap. She was so small back then, so frightened.

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