Mammie by Will / Love,

Will, Steve and Mariann

My dog, Mammie, was like my sister and child. I remember the day we got her. She walked right up to me and licked me on the nose.

We took her home. Three months later she lost her cute lil’ attitude and was sleeping most of the time. One day, about a year later, I came home to find my brothers in tears and the dog vomiting blood on the carpet. I held her as she died, and she licked my hand just like when we got her. Mammie was a true friend of mine. I’ll never forget her.


We Will Always Love You, Mammie