May 8th 2009 8:30 pm
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My daughter found Sugar on a busy highway in Arkansas. She stopped, took Sugar off the highway, and waited for someone to come looking for her. It did not happen. We believe the little ball of white fluff was sent to us to squash that evil demon we know as depression. We had lost our German Shepard just one month earlier, and were still coping with that. I had fought depression the prior 2 or 3 years, and my husband was lost without Rebel. My daughter thought life was over when she lost him. I had demanded that no more dogs be brought home, I just couldn’t take losing another one. Well, that was plain selfish.
Sugar came with an attitude that would melt your heart in the first 30 seconds, and let you know who was in charge with the next 30 seconds! My heart problems were very evident at that time, and when I was having a spell, she would not leave my lap, not even for food. When I was feeling well, she was bouncing, and running, and playing “come fetch me”. She was so slick and fast, that she could escape anything in a blink. We would chase her, with her looking back the whole time, to make sure we were still on track. Then she would stop and wait on us to catch up. Just as you would reach for her, I swear she would smile, and bolt like lightning! It was her favorite game, and our best exercise!
She lived through 10 grandchildren. That, in itself, is a feat. She was very patient with the new dogs as they came along, but never missed an opportunity to let them know who she was. By this time, she was nicknamed “The Godmother”. She never nipped at anyone or anything, just gave the newbie dogs a stern talking to if they invaded her space against her wishes. The others always followed her lead, whether it be what and when to eat, or when to bark at strangers, or when to go to bed. She was always the leader.
When her final days came, she was still the leader. You could read in her eyes what she was feeling, and I knew when she told me it was time to say good-bye. We spent one more night together, both of us awake every second, trying to get everything said, and also silently enjoying the cold, quiet night. She insisted we sit in her favorite spot outside and watch the stars. I wonder, did she see God? Did she see angels? The next morning my husband carried her to the car where my daughter had made a bed. We very carefully took her through the doors to the vet for one last visit. I held her in my arms as she took her final breath, and I swear to you, she smiled. She smiled just like she did when she played “come fetch me”. She smiled as she won the final game.
Our family will never be the same, Our home will never be the same. I think as I go through these heart problems again, that she is here with me. I can almost feel her. Almost…
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Dear Sugar, your story always makes me cry. You were love by all and so lucky to have your wonderful family. Good luck in the contest dear girl... You are certainly a winner to me.