Guest jessicaksu125 Posted May 17, 2016 Share Posted May 17, 2016 (edited) I first met Lizzie when I was picking up a couple volunteer shifts at the greyhound adoption kennel in Maine. She'd come out of her crate like a bullet and ping pong around the place in a black and white blur. She was one of the smallest dogs there but also one of the most determined. One day she saw a teddy bear up on a shelf, and she wouldn't let the muzzle she had to wear stop her from stealing it. I brought her home, and she did calm down, but she never changed. I lost my precious girl yesterday, after her body gave up on her. She was just shy of 11 years old. Over the years I thought of Lizzie as my constant. I moved a lot, several states, lots of apartments. People went in and out of my life, but there was always one thing I could count on without fail: Lizzie being there when I came home. Now that she's gone, home doesn't feel like home anymore. While Lizzie was in the hospital, I sat with her and wrote down my favorite Lizzie Dog moments. The many adventures with the green ball. http://forum.greytalk.com/index.php/topic/317734-the-green-ball/ Going for a walk and looking at Lizzie and thinking "oh, that's nice, you have your stuffed squirrel.... wait.... ... ... (((((loud scream)))))" Walking by a garage sale and seeing her swipe a stuffy. Going for a second walk to pay the family. Walking into the kitchen and seeing a Lizzie with her nose in a D-con pack. Her tail was wagging furiously and a terrified mouse was curled up inside. I called the vet and said "help, I think my dog ate mouse poison, what do I do?" Calling the vet and saying, "help, my dog just ate a whole clove of garlic, what do I do?" Calling the vet and saying, "help, my dog just ate an entire stick of margarine, what do I do?" Buying an expensive stuffed toy for her each year on her birthday, then watching her ceremoniously destroy it. For a reason I'll never understand, the pink octopus she got for her 8th birthday survived and is still in tact to this day. Watching her bury the big dog treats in her bed, my bed or the couch, then dug up and enjoyed. Finding forgotten dog treats under my pillow. Watching her hop up and down when I said the "W" word. Watching her ears perk up when she got excited. The joy in life that was evident whenever you looked her in the eyes. The night it dropped 20 degrees overnight. Feeling a cold nose on my arm as she crawled under my blanket. Watching her put her head near my phone as we listened to audio books at night. Pretending not to see her jump up on the forbidden couch at my parents house. Watching her play the cute card when she saw them coming. Sitting with her in the dog hospital, and watching her get up for the first time to nose her blanket around. Knowing at that point I'd have a few more days with her. Seeing her tail wag as we left the hospital. Knowing that someone was always looking out for me. Knowing that someone was always counting on me. I miss you so much, girl. I hope you're doing ok up there. Edited May 17, 2016 by jessicaksu125 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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