Sunday, May 29, 2011

My Dog Died

Our sweet Emma Peel died today. She was thirteen years old.

She was the reason that my husband and I bought our first and only home.

She was the ring-bearer in our wedding and accompanied us on our honeymoon.

We always stayed at pet-friendly hotels, motels and bed and breakfasts because we couldn't bear to leave her at home.

When I was pregnant with my son, she would rest her head on my belly.

In 1999, she found us. We were walking near the VMFA on Grove Avenue and she was nearly hit by traffic. She ran up to us, and we carried her to our house in the fan. She was our first child, our daughter, and we miss her terribly.






3 comments:

  1. I'm so very sorry. I still mourn our first child, also a daughter, a feisty Lakeland Terrier named Betsy. She's been gone almost 8 years!

    I found your blog by googling your book. I knit, so I like to listen to books while I knit (kind of that I'm a mom, so I must multi-task thing). Anyway, I saw you had a website and followed to your blog. I just started the book today and love it. I remember when it came out, since I live in Chester and, due to facebook friends, heard when your book came out.

    Take care. You never get over missing them. I cried every day for weeks after Betsy died. She was almost 15. Last year we lost our second four legged child, Jack, a mutt, at all most 17.

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