It's our dog Sally's birthday. We will sing to her and give her a
special treat. We got Sally, who turns 12 today at a very sad time
in our lives. Our almost 14 year old dog died that year in
September, and my mother died a couple of weeks later.
We needed a dog, and visited the Humane Society adoption
Center, and chose Sally. Well in fact she chose us. She was a skinny
dog lying on a ripped blanket. When I sat down on the floor beside
her cage, she pulled my purse into the cage, and that was that. Steven
found me sitting on the floor crying looking at Sally, and the rest has been
12 years of loving this beautiful animal. She no longer looks like this
painting, but she is even more beautiful in our eyes -- her family, and she
loves our family.
Sally was one year old when we got her, and we were her fourth
owners. Tonight when we sing Happy Birthday to her, she will sing
Happy Birthday to herself, and get two cookies and something good to eat.
In the last couple of weeks we've been worried that she's losing her sight,
and maybe her hearing, but she hasn't lost her sense of fun.
Have a loving your life day.
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