Tinkerbell, sometimes reffered to as Tink, Tinker, or TT, was the best dog I had ever owned. We bought her when I was around 7 1/2 yrs. old when she was still a very small puppy. After a living with me and my family for a while, she would always wait atop the couch for my dad to come home from work. She was a very friendly and active dog.
One day, I remember tying my shoes on the front porch, when in the corner of my eye I saw a blue truck pass in front of our gate. (I lived on a farm w/ 6 acres of land, walls all around except for the front gate)Then I heard a loud sharp cry, and I looked up, my dad was running to the gate, a little around the corner to where I wasn’t able to see.
My sister who was pretty close to the gate at the time, half ran half walked towards me her face tear-stained, and she pushed me back inside of our home, then all of a sudden it hit me….My beloved pet, Tinkerbell, had gotten hit by that speeding blue truck,
which didn’t even stop afterwards.
Always yours,
| Tinkerbell |
| Danae |