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DESTRUCTION! | STORY TIME #47

A story about my first dog, his life and how he died. www.playstarbound.com Want to support me? Support me on Patron! https://www.patreon.com/RantingGryphon

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Anonymous

My family has had a lot of pets. Mostly dogs and cats. I can't remember a time we didn't have at least 2 cats and a dog. Each one had their own story to them, I'll tell you a few next time we talk on Skype. But I want to put down here about one in particular. She was an English springer spaniel. Beautiful dog, cow pattern fur soft temperament, NEVER barked or growled. She was old when we got her, probably a good 9 years old and lived another 7 at least. Her name was Sasha, my sister couldn't say her name right so she got the nickname Sasa Cowboys. She was the sweetest girl, she loved children especially small ones. Lol she would always keep an eye on my younger sister. But as I said she was old, very old for a dog. She had a spot on the couch that was her spot, if someone sat there she'd give you a look that made you feel bad for sitting there. Well one morning I came down stairs, she's in her spot asleep. I got her food ready and went to wake her up to eat and to give her some meds she needed. She wakes up and looks at me and lays her head back down to sleep some more. She did the samething with everyone. About a half hour after everyone had woken up greeted her and started our mornings she passed laying in her spot just watching her humans go about their day. She had waited to say goodbye in her own sweet sweet way.

Skyfox

She sounds like a truly beautiful pup. I'm so sorry for your loss, no matter how long ago that was.