It was a miserable cold misty winter day when the family and I went and picked up a stinky little yellow pup from a breeder out of Huntsville. She stunk of stale urine and it must of taken 3 good scrubbings from Chrystal to get her to smelling good and snuggable. Jessie was very shy and scared when we first got her and really didn't want much to do with me. She was also a bit skinny and wasn't blocky enough for me. I was beginning to have my doubts about this pup.
Going into the third night she woke me up with her whining. I went out into the den where she was and when she saw me, she ran around the corner of the couch scared and wouldn't come to me. I decided to just lay on the couch and maybe that would get her quiet at least. As I layed there in the dark, I could see her slowly making her way to me and she let out a couple small whines. I sweet talked her a bit and that was enough to get her within arms length. I picked her up, sat her next to my chest and she started licking me all over in the face. I gave her some kisses back which seemed to of eased her tension. She then layed back into my chest, curled herself up and was fast asleep.
I really felt she gave me all of her trust and heart at that very moment so I gave her a piece back. I told myself I would never let this pup down and give her the best home that I could. From that day forward she became the best **** yella dog between the Trinity and the Brazos River, at least to me she was.
Jessie was the only thing in this world that could keep my emotions in check. I needed her just as much as she needed me. She was known as Daddy's Girl around here and she seemed to be pretty proud of that. My favorite thing to do with Jessie was to sit outside with her and we would take in the outdoors around us. Her eyes were always in the trees keeping a keen eye out for squirrels. She chased squirrels her entire life and came within inches of getting dozens of them but never did, until earlier this year when she snatched one off my wife's bird feeder. The wife wasn't too happy but Jessie sure was proud and so was I.
Jessie was with me with everything I did outside and just wanted to be with me. She was a companion in life that I never expected and one I never knew I needed.
A couple months back, cancer got ahold of her. We battled hard together over these last few weeks but she started sliding off real quick over the past couple of days. I woke up this morning and looked at her at the foot of my bed where she sleeps and knew it was time. She could barely walk out of my room and for the first time ever, she couldn't make the walk to open up the front gate to our driveway which we do every morning.
The family and I took the long drive to the vet this morning. As they administered the drugs to put her down, I put my nose to hers, looked into those pretty deep brown eyes and told her to rest easy. She took a piece of my heart with her and I don't ever want it back.
Rest In Peace my big yella puppy dog, you will always be Daddy's Girl. [emoji173]
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Going into the third night she woke me up with her whining. I went out into the den where she was and when she saw me, she ran around the corner of the couch scared and wouldn't come to me. I decided to just lay on the couch and maybe that would get her quiet at least. As I layed there in the dark, I could see her slowly making her way to me and she let out a couple small whines. I sweet talked her a bit and that was enough to get her within arms length. I picked her up, sat her next to my chest and she started licking me all over in the face. I gave her some kisses back which seemed to of eased her tension. She then layed back into my chest, curled herself up and was fast asleep.
I really felt she gave me all of her trust and heart at that very moment so I gave her a piece back. I told myself I would never let this pup down and give her the best home that I could. From that day forward she became the best **** yella dog between the Trinity and the Brazos River, at least to me she was.
Jessie was the only thing in this world that could keep my emotions in check. I needed her just as much as she needed me. She was known as Daddy's Girl around here and she seemed to be pretty proud of that. My favorite thing to do with Jessie was to sit outside with her and we would take in the outdoors around us. Her eyes were always in the trees keeping a keen eye out for squirrels. She chased squirrels her entire life and came within inches of getting dozens of them but never did, until earlier this year when she snatched one off my wife's bird feeder. The wife wasn't too happy but Jessie sure was proud and so was I.
Jessie was with me with everything I did outside and just wanted to be with me. She was a companion in life that I never expected and one I never knew I needed.
A couple months back, cancer got ahold of her. We battled hard together over these last few weeks but she started sliding off real quick over the past couple of days. I woke up this morning and looked at her at the foot of my bed where she sleeps and knew it was time. She could barely walk out of my room and for the first time ever, she couldn't make the walk to open up the front gate to our driveway which we do every morning.
The family and I took the long drive to the vet this morning. As they administered the drugs to put her down, I put my nose to hers, looked into those pretty deep brown eyes and told her to rest easy. She took a piece of my heart with her and I don't ever want it back.
Rest In Peace my big yella puppy dog, you will always be Daddy's Girl. [emoji173]
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