I woke up cryingin the middle of the night. Woke up and cried again this morning. It's such a helpless feeling, seems so unfair, to want to scoop up my beautiful, sweet friend and kiss her on her little noggin, and know it will never happen again. Dang, I miss that girl.
... I've had many, many pets, and loved them all dearly and completely, but my Penny Ann stole my heart in a special way. I know I will never, as long as I live, know and love anyone, human or canine, the way I loved that dog. She was MY baby. She LIVED to defend me and to see that all was right in my world. All she cared about was MY happiness.... and, well, maybe food! LOL But I think her love for me even trumped her love for food. I know my love for her was equal or beyond any love I have ever known. She never, ever once hurt me, or even ticked me off. She was genuinely a "GOOD DOG" and an even better friend. I want to hold her and kiss her so bad that it hurts.
I know that isn't going to happen, so I settle for what I have... my memories and knowing the kind of love we shared. I truly hope everyone in the world an someday know that kind of love, because whoever doesn't get to is missing the most beautiful and precious thing that life has to offer.
Every evening when I walk in the door from work, the first thing that comes to my mind is dropping whatever I am carrying, falling to my knees and elbows on the floor and calling out "WHERE'S MY WIENER DOG?!!!!"
I know she's right there, watching over me, and if she could run to me and smell my breath to see what I've been up to, she would! :)