What are little girls made of? Sugar and spice and all things nice, That's what little girls are made of.
There is nothing like a beloved pet to help you connect with your inner child.
It had been a dream of mine to own a golden retriever when I was a little girl. Some thirty years later on a farm in Kutztown, Pa my dream came true.
Her name was Sydney. She truly was (and still is in our hearts) the most precious gift we could have received.
For days ahead, Sydney gave us puppy kisses, "rooed" to our promptings, winked at us when we said, "Kiss me Sydney."
Our family was going through a transition in 2005. Oldest daughter entered college and we had to say goodbye to our darling daughter. So, Sydney filled the void for our college bound girl. I don't know maybe it was a way to insure that she would keep coming home.
We picked her from a litter of bustling, healthy pups with her mom standing by watching to make sure we chose the right one I suppose.
Days were filled with housebreaking her. She was sweet but just as puppies do, she would break out and do something wild like rip the skirt on our French country sofa sleeper. How do you stay mad at this face?
We called her "Stanley" then....
Walks around the neighborhood sashaying to the beat of her own drummer, in the last few years with invisible fences we've endured several attacks by neighborhood dogs. Her protective nature came out every time and she stood between her family and the aggressive dogs. Every time.
In quiet moments, and this is where I find myself missing her most, she would lay down at my feet and wait until my devotions or writing time was over. Then we could play, she would get an ear rub or just kiss my hand with her tongue. I'm going to miss those big floppy ears.
Lately, I've been hearing the word "change" from the Lord. Never completely understanding what that word might imply.
Yesterday I woke up to take my sweet friend to the vet because she'd been coughing. Several hours later, we'd said our goodbyes and my family and I returned home without her.
Xrays showed that her lungs and entire body were full of cancer.
She never showed us what was going on. Playful and loving till the end. Just last week, she was running out the back door to roll in the snow. Singing with my daughter and I the day before she passed...
It has been a shock to us and the grief is intense.
But, our sweet girl rose to the occasion just as she has lived these last 9 years. With great love for us, after my hubby arrived to say goodbye to his puppy, she laid her head on his lap and gave him one more greeting before her great big heart gave out.
I'm so glad you did not suffer too long. Thank you for filling our days with your loyalty, devotion and love.
You were such a good girl.
We will miss you and there will always be a hole in our lives that only you could fill.
Give Jesus a kiss and a roo for me, okay? Sleep sweet my sweet girl.
I love you.