Grief in my Home

For a few weeks, our dog Perky has been very very sick. And this evening after supper, things got bad. She started choking and gagging for breath. I knew what was coming so I ran outside to keep from witnessing it. I was crying of course, but when I walked around the house and saw my dad bringing the wheelbarrow around...I let it all out. She died. At 5:31.

For all those years of love, laughter, and trouble, I loved you doggie. Thank you for all those years. You will always be a puppy. You will always be smiling, barking, and howling at us.

R.I.P. Perky.

~The Authoress