Brandy by Jen / Jen

Brandy was my dog when I was a young girl, and then a teenager. I loved this dog SO much. When I was about 16, we (my mom, my sister and I) moved out of my mom’s boyfriend’s house. Brandy had to stay because we couldn’t have pets where we were moving. I got to see Brandy every now and then and I always cried when I had to leave her. Recently she moved to my sister’s house because my mom’s boyfriend couldn’t take care of her anymore. She was not happy there and was out one day and picked up by dog control 🙁

She was brought to the vet by my mom’s boyfriend and was put to sleep today. She was very old and could barely stand anymore. I loved her so much and I am SO sad that I didn’t get to say goodbye to her. I feel like no one wanted her at the end and I wish I could have been there for her.

If I had known she was going to be put to sleep I would have been there for her. I am so sad and would just like five more minutes with her. I don’t know how to deal with the sadness.


I love you, Brandy.