Oggy by Stevie / Stevie

My dog Oggy, was with me when I was first born. She was orignally my mom’s dog, and we rescued her from two very mean people who kicked her and they wouldn’t let her out because they lived in a old apartment and they were very neglective to her. Me and Oggy would share lolly pops and we would share ice cream together! Occasinally we would find Oggy outside in the front yard going crazy and it would take forever to get her back into the house! Then we would always take her camping up to the Rockie Mountins! I have never had such a good watch dog then her! She would always love to bury her bones
outside where big holes in our yard.

Then one day we found old Oggy behind the garage and knew it was the end. I got a phone call that I thought I would never have to hear. Oggy went to the vet and the vet said that she couldn’t make it. Either we would have to find her dead outside or put her to sleep. We put her to sleep to keep her from suffering. The night of that phone call changed my life forever, and I cried all night. My mother took it hard as well. I still get a little teary not for grief but because I know Oggy lived a long 15 years and loved them and I will cherish them forever.

Oggy got cremated and her ashes spread along Pikes Peak. We had a paw print made from clay sitting on our desk watching us and
our new boxer pup Annie!


Oggy you will always be my number 1 pup.
I love you so much,