She came from the hands of abuse to the gentle hands that would care for and love her the rest of her life. One cold night she came running thru the snow into our hearts and home. Sweetie had lived her first 3 years in all kinds of weather without much interaction with people. The first night with us, she slept with my then 15 year old daughter in her bed with a pillow under her head where she would sleep for a long time.
Sweetie was beautiful, with her coat of white and her smiling face and bright eyes. She loved everyone and everyone loved her. She had found her Forever Home.
She was a happy girl and loved to see her ‘Sissy’ come home from school, her ‘Daddy’ come home from work, and her ‘Aunt Tricia’ come to visit with her treats. She loved to run with the wind in the back yard, watch the neighborhood cats from the front door and
sit patiently for a milk bone.
When her Daddy was in the final stages of cancer she would lay by his bedside. Sometimes, she would sit up and put her nose under his hand, nudging him for a pet. When he passed away there were many people in our home and Sweetie greeted them all happily, tho she knew things were not normal.
Then 2 months later my daughter went off to college and it was just the two of us – my Girl and me. Sweetie never left my side as I grieved. Instead, she sat against me wherever I sat or walked my every step as my shadow. I couldn’t talk but sat in complete silence for a long time. It was ok for her – she just knew I needed her and she stayed close to me.
We traveled this journey of her life together thru happy and sad times. Then, dementia took its toll on her and I was dreading the day I would have to let her go. There were days she did not know me – but that was alright, I knew her and I had promised to always be there for her as she had been for me. We almost lost her once when she stopped eating and drinking. I put water in her mouth with a syringe and baby food to keep her going. She pulled thru that time, but as we all know there comes a day that life will end here. Thankfully, she passed away peacefully in her bed on August 25, 2012.
She was laid to rest with our other fur babies and there are solar lights on her grave, As I type this I can glance out my window and see where she is. Every night I tell her I love her.
She is not confused anymore, or old and she does not suffer with arthritis. I like to think she is running in a field of flowers with her sisters and friends beyond the Rainbow Bridge.
I do not doubt that God sent Sweetie to us. He knew what she needed and what we needed. I know that the bible says that when the Lord returns it will be for ALL His Creation and that the Lion will lay down with the lamb. Sweetie was a wonderful part of His creation.
We traveled this life together, didn't we ? and life was good and love was sweet and companionship was close.
You Will Forever Be Our Sweetie Girl.
| Sweetie |
| Margaret and Meagan Perry |