Her white dipped tail.
She'd rooo and stretch her front paws when Dad would come home.
She hated big men.
Dad could swing her around on her chew rope.
How'd she would gently rest her head on your leg, look up at you and sigh.
When someone was on the tramp and she'd put her front paws up on the bar.
Barking at her squeaky hamburger as a puppy.
The "green thing" (her favorite chew toy that was downright disgusting and nobody liked touching it).
Finding tufts of her fur.
When you'd play tug of war and she kept inching closer and closer as she readjusted her bite.
My brother driving her crazy with a laser light.
Biting the sprinkler head and just got soaked.
When she was scared out on a walk she would literally walk slanted, scraping her nails as she went.
Slipping out under the fence and she'd be waiting on the front porch for us to come home.
The little click clack of her nails on our kitchen floor.
How she'd wake you up in the morning by getting real close to your face, breathing her doggie breath, and put her paw up on the bed.
Biting the wheels of the lawn mower.
How matted her hair got behind her ears.
Her brown eyes.
She knew the people that would sneak her food from the table.
Soggy tennis ball after playing fetch at Fox Hills.
She'd freak out if you hid your hands in your jacket sleeves and softly bit them until you pulled them out.
How much she loved eating corn husks.
She loved running out in the fresh snow and would always come back with a little chunk on her nose.
How she made me feel loved. Every time I'd come home.
I love and miss you Sadie girl. It will get better, but for now I ache.
Sadie
2003 - 2019
