Lizzie.....

   Sarah lost one of her Rottweiler's a few days ago. Lizzie was nine years old and was a special girl. Even though she was a big Rottie she had a gentle spirit. Sarah had rescued Lizzie when she was just a year old. Both of her Rottie's has stayed at our house for the past year. Each morning I would go out and give them a treat for the day. Sunday morning as I came out of the garage with treats in hand I didn't hear her normal, "hurry with the treat" bark. As I rounded the corner I seen her and I knew. I walked on over--bless her heart she was gone.
   Sarah and I had talked many times about Lizzie getting up in age but she was healthy. She never had any health problems. I made my way back to the house and called Sarah. It broke my heart to make that call and to tell Sarah that one of her baby's had passed away. Sarah and Pat headed to the house. We got her into the garage and covered her up. Sarah's heart was breaking as she loved on Lizzie for the last time. It was hard for Pat and I to watch as Sarah kissed her goodbye. Sarah had her cremated.
   Those of you who love your pets know the hurt that Sarah was feeling. Our pets become part of our family. They sleep with us, we tell them our secrets and we take them on vacation with us. When we've had a terrible day they give us unconditional love and make everything better. If your like Sarah you take them to the DQ for treats and Mickey D's for cheeseburgers.
                                 The one absolutely unselfish friend that man can have in this
                          selfish worked, the one that never desserts him, the one that never proves
                          ungrateful or treacherous, is his dog.
                                                                                       Samuel Taylor Coleridge