They always say that people are like their pets…they are drawn to each other. That’s how Sugar found us…crawling with great effort under a fence to come into our lives. She was our gift. She had the gift to fill our lives when children did not. She was that substitue, that gift to us. She had the gift of knowing when to be there…like forcing herself into your lap after a bad day, like being in the right place by the dinner table or kitchen counter to get the best hand-out, and mostly having the gift to tell when bad weather was coming. This gift saved us when she wouldn’t let up the morning the tornado hit Lackland Air Base near our home. She had the gift to make me feel relaxed and content sharing nap time with me. She was a treasured gift and is being sorely missed.
Always, my sugardog,
always with love
| Sugar |
| Brent and Deann |