When my parents got divorced, my mom and I got a puppy. We got her through a friend who rode horses at the Oglebay stables. She had these big distrustful eyes, always leery of strangers. When she was excited she would run through the house, weaving in and out of rooms, burning off energy. I taught her how to sit, sit up pretty and lay down. She had a hound-dog howl. She kept my mom company while I went off to school and started my own life. Whenever she got off her leash, she would bolt through the neighborhood at full speed. She really thought she was a lap dog. When she was happy it looked like she smiled. And now she's gone.
Sadie Mae
1995-2010
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