7/18/2016

A Sweet Angel

Hey friends! It has not been my intention to stay away so long, life has been busy over here and I'm playing a bit of catch up. I've got to recap our 4th of July cookout and our trip to Hilton Head, hopefully both this week. But as soon as we got back from HHI, we had a difficult week ahead as we had to put my childhood dog down. So last week was spent half trying to get unpacked and reorganized from our vacation, and half crying my eyes out all day everyday. So today we'll celebrate the life of the sweetest baby girl in the whole wide world.


My dad has always been a huge dog lover, which  he passed on to me.  I'm sure that is fairly easy to catch on to if you have spent any length of time around my blog, to say Josh and I obsess over Murphy would be an understatement ;) 

When I was very little we had dogs, but they were all up in age and went to heaven when I was young. When I was 8, one Sunday afternoon my Granny pulled into the driveway with the cutest black lab puppy you've ever seen and said "here you go!". I gave her the name of Dixie, and from that day forward she and I were inseparable and my love for that dog surpassed my love for some people ;) 

She was my very first pet and taught me the love of an animal. She had a beautiful, long life living to be 16 years old, and less than 6 months shy of her 17th birthday. She was a black lab and chow mix, and truly looked like a little bear. She had thick, black fur that turned brown as she got older. She had little baby ears that when she stood them up, curled around her face just perfectly, making her head look exactly like a bear. She had the sweetest brown eyes, filled with so much love. She also has the girliest and cutest high pitched bark, she didn't bark often but it certainly was precious when she did.

In her younger day she loved to take golf cart rides, I mean, you could not even look at our golf cart without her jumping on the front seat. We often called her the Queen, because that's exactly what she was. She loved cold weather and loved when it snowed. She'd dig a hole in the snow, sit in it and then try to cover herself with the snow. As she got older, her legs started to fade, but in her younger years she loved to talk walks around the neighborhood and play ball. She also loved to go swimming and was quite the explorer. We have a river that runs one street behind ours and she'd be gone all day exploring and when she'd scratch on the door to be let in that evening, you'd never know what'd she'd be covered in. Sopping wet, mud from the tip of her nose to the end of her tail, battle wounds, etc. She also loved to dig holes in various places around the yard and spend hours napping in the cool dirt.

She was extremely loving and truly the sweetest dog I have ever known. She would smother you in kisses anytime you'd ask. She loved my dad to no end, and followed him everywhere. She and him were partners, pals, best friends. She loved everyone, really and had the most loving demeanor. After I moved into a home of my own, she and my mom really created a beautiful bond between the two of them, often times mom chatting her ears off all times of day :)

My sweet Dixie girl was the light of my life, and truly my sister. She walked with me through my entire childhood and many changing stages of life. She'd sit at my feet as I got ready in the morning, I'd load her in to the car any chance I got to ride around with me, she was my girl. Telling her "bye" to leave for college was hard, telling her "bye" to get married was hard, but telling her "bye" so should could go to heaven and be in pain no longer was the hardest one yet.

We had to make the difficult decision to send her to heaven on Friday, but I know her legs no longer hurt and she can run and play as much as she wants. In my house growing up, and in our house now, our dogs are not just pets, they are family members and are treated as such. We love our dogs as much as we love each other, and I'd have it no other way. There is nothing like the love of a dog. 

Having to say goodbye to her was one of the hardest things I've ever done. I loved on her from the moment I walked in mom and dad's house on Friday, to the moment the vet came out. I feel positive she knew how much I loved her. 

My sweet Dixie girl, I'll love you forever my angel. 

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