Well, here I am again. My baby dog Okie died. She was far from being a puppy, but she was still my baby dog. I found her on the side of the road almost 15 years ago, on January 9, 1994. She was the tiniest little thing, but so cute. When I was single, she was my roommate, it was just the two of us, she was like my child back then. She slept in my bed, snuggled with me, and kept me company.
I had her before I even knew Kyle.
Everyone loved her. She was beautiful and so much fun.
When I got engaged and moved home to save money, my dad and her got very close. She was definitely his granddog. My mom, so NOT the animal lover, even grew very attached to Okie. So, one consolation in this is if dogs go to heaven, she is with them now.
When she had her puppies on January 9, 2000, I was right there with her. I held her head in my lap as she bravely had her babies. She didn't even complain, she just did it. What a dog! And she was a good momma. I think I made her really mad because I would go in there and check on her and the puppies and love on the puppies all the time. I would wake them if they were sleeping, and I swear I think that dog gave me the stink eye sometimes. Now that I am a mom, I understand why!
She just turned 15 years old a few weeks ago. She was deaf and almost blind, but she was hanging in there. I was worried how she would face the cold weather, and Kyle and I had talked about the possibility of having her put to sleep. I just couldn't face it yet. I felt like we had more time to decide.
Today, Kyle found her. I was not home.
Just as effortlessly as she came in to my life, she left it.
She was the first dog that I ever really loved, deep down in my heart of hearts.
I'll miss her so much. It was a great almost fifteen years.
I had her before I even knew Kyle.
Everyone loved her. She was beautiful and so much fun.
When I got engaged and moved home to save money, my dad and her got very close. She was definitely his granddog. My mom, so NOT the animal lover, even grew very attached to Okie. So, one consolation in this is if dogs go to heaven, she is with them now.
When she had her puppies on January 9, 2000, I was right there with her. I held her head in my lap as she bravely had her babies. She didn't even complain, she just did it. What a dog! And she was a good momma. I think I made her really mad because I would go in there and check on her and the puppies and love on the puppies all the time. I would wake them if they were sleeping, and I swear I think that dog gave me the stink eye sometimes. Now that I am a mom, I understand why!
She just turned 15 years old a few weeks ago. She was deaf and almost blind, but she was hanging in there. I was worried how she would face the cold weather, and Kyle and I had talked about the possibility of having her put to sleep. I just couldn't face it yet. I felt like we had more time to decide.
Today, Kyle found her. I was not home.
Just as effortlessly as she came in to my life, she left it.She was the first dog that I ever really loved, deep down in my heart of hearts.
I'll miss her so much. It was a great almost fifteen years.
I am sorry about the loss of your dog, Tammy.
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I am happy that your puppy is with your Mama now though. 
I know how you feel girl. I lost my 17 year old cat two weeks before thanksgiving last year (it will actually be a year tomorrow).
RIP Okie! 
I'm so sorry to hear about Okie!! 
