I'm only doing this, because I know that no one here will laugh. I know that everyone here at one time or another lost a pet that was as dear to them as Mama was to me. So here is my tribute to my girlie.
I was fifteen and dealing with some stuff in my life. It wasn't as bad as what some people have to deal with, but all the same I was unhappy.
It was in June when you popped in my life. A little black puppy, just sitting on the carport. We had no idea where you came from, but you knew you were home. My sister begged to keep you and named you "Spooky".
How angry I was when I found you with no water. And judging by your tummy, no food had been given to you either. So I watered and fed you, took you under my wing. You started growing, and soon began to teach me a few things.
When I couldn't stand people, and needed to just get away, when my days just never went right, I would call you. Together we would take off for the woods. We would walk to our favorite spot. On a fallen down pine tree, I would sit with you and soon find myself telling you everything that was wrong. The part that was amazing was that no matter what I said, no matter how I felt, as long as we were together, you never cared.
One day we were sitting at our favorite log, I happened to really notice the color of your eyes. They were different from any other dog's eyes I had seen, they were almost human when you were listening to me. So I changed your name and you became "Brown Bay".
Life goes on, we got older, but nothing changed. We were best friends. Remember at the vet's office when the two dalmations ran up to me growling and barking? All you did was let out one growl and both of those dogs tucked tail. And girlie, I will never forget the day you surprised me with seven new puppies! You were such a good mama that it was just so easy to say. And now that is the name we all remember today.
The memories are crowded....they are all flooding in. You kept my neice from being hit by a car. Making people laugh when you visited the nursing home. And the looks on the children's faces when you went with me to get my nephew from pre-school.
You've always been there with those Mama-dog eyes. When Uncle Dicky died, when my great-grandmother died. I always wished I could give you a voice, but I guess it never really matter, your look was enough.
If I could have one wish before I die, I know without question what it would be. I would wish everyone to be as lucky as me. Show me a friend as faithful and true. Show me someone that could be the same as you.
You crossed to Rainbow Bridge and I know Justin greeted you there. He can introduce you to all my old pets who are there. Wait for me Mama, and be happy at heart, cause girlie I'm coming and I'll be looking for you. And all of us together, we'll all hit the woods and sit at the pine tree put there just for us. Mama be ready cause the first thing I want, is for you to sit by me with that Mama-dog look.
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