Friday, September 11, 2009

Sweet Sage

Our Sweet Sage passed away yesterday. She was 10 years, 9 months old. That's old for a boxer, they are considered "seniors" when they are 7. Larry and I got her as puppy and she has been by our side ever since. I say our, but she loved Larry the most and I'm ok with that.

She did what boxers do best. She knew our moods and would cuddle up, love on us and play when she knew we needed it the most. She was our first baby together. When we had Cole, she looked after him and was so gentle with him. Aaron crawled all over her and on many occasions, poked and prodded her. Never once did she raise more than a wiggle at any one. Her greatest joy was having people pet her and pay attention to her. She just loved attention and if you didn't give it to her, she would let you know that she needed some love. I say that, but think of her other love, food. Sweet Sage, love to eat!

In a house with two boys, there is always some kind of noise. But today our house is so quiet. It's not the same without her. There is a hole in our family that will take some time to heal. But there is comfort in knowing that she is whole again and is back to her wiggly self. She was the last puppy of the litter. No one wanted her. But I like to think that God knew we needed her and she was saved for us. She was the best dog our family could have asked for.

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