I feel like the only time I blog is when something terrible has happened. Yet again this is the reason why I am here. October 18th Sissy died. It just brings back all the emotions of Daniel leaving me. So anyways I'll tell the story of that day. I went to work at 9. Just after I got there my dad called me. I answered and he asked what I was doing. I said working I told you I had to work today. Then he got quiet. I asked what was wrong. His voice broke, just like it did when he called me about Daniel & Spot. I walked away from the front desk knowing that this was not good news. He then told me that Sissy was hit by a car. My world froze & I started spinning. Luckily I went into a room and could sit down. I told him I would be there as soon as I could. I was crying and I'm sure not understandable. I went into Bettys office and told her I needed to go. I drove 80 and got to Raymond in 15 minutes. My dad took me to her. She was just lying there with her eyes opened. I was expecting her to be mangled and very obviously dead, but no. She looked perfect. No blood nothing. As I rested my head on her crying I swear I could feel her breathe, but she wouldn't blink. I got a blanket from the Focus and my dad handed her to me. She was so heavy. She hated being held and would get stiff, but not this time. She was heavy and limp. I put her in the car and made her comfortable. I called Ed to see if he would help me burry her with Daniel. On the drive to town I hit a crow, that's all I remember. After changing my clothes I headed out to get Ed. My dad and Alex met me at Ed's house. From there we headed up the canyon to say good bye to my favorite dog. Ed dug the hole, I tried to help, but there wasn't much room around that small hole. We found 4 rocks to place on the grave. When I picked Sissy up to put her to rest she was just as heavy but now stiff. I carried her to the hole, but I didn't want to. I wanted to just go home with her. Once I placed her in the grave I just petted her crying. Hagen asked me what was wrong. I'm just sad. Then he went back to playing with Alex. I just sat there petting her and crying for a while. Then I covered her in the blanket and started to fill in the grave. We all just stood there after looking at the rock pile. I know she will be missed by all of us. She was our reminder of Daniel. He had made her into the great dog that she was. Always loyal, faithful, and happy. Just like her daddy. When we went to leave the Explorers battery was dead. Probably because I had left the hatch open because Sissy was starting to smell. Luckily my dad had taken his truck and they went down to get jumper cables. I still want to go back and get here. I have not been back up there because I'm scared something has happened to her and that my explorer will not start again.
I will never forget Sissy or Daniel. They both helped me get through tough situations. Daniel was always there when I needed help. Sissy was no different. She always made me feel safe and protected. Before Daniel died he would let me borrow Sissy when I was feeling scared. After watching the Paranormal Activity movies I was freaked out and Sissy just seemed to calm those fears. Sissy did some very crazy things. She hated strangers and some people she had met before. She was known to bite and growl. She used to have issues with Kindle, but since early Spring she has been fine around her. Sissy hated bird, cats, and pretty much any small animal and even big animals. She liked to be the dominate dog and would get into fights. She could never hold still. It was always back and forth in the truck and car. She could be a bear which consisted of standing on her back legs and walking. She would "mop" the kitchen floor multiple times a day. Just licking the whole thing. During the night she knew when I was awake and would pop her head just over the side of the bed. Scared me every time! She liked to take and hide all the toys from Scribbles. It was hard to play with Scribbles cuz Sissy would come and take the toys. When Sissy jumped on the bed with me she would scoot as close to me as she could. She always wanted her butt scratched. If you where touching her some how she always got her ass under your hand. I will miss her so much. The last few days have been very hard and I feel like I cry at the smallest reminders of Sissy or Daniel. One day I will see them again. I can not wait for that day!
I feel like the only time I blog is when something terrible has happened. Yet again this is the reason why I am here. October 18th Sissy died. It just brings back all the emotions of Daniel leaving me. So anyways I'll tell the story of that day. I went to work at 9. Just after I got there my dad called me. I answered and he asked what I was doing. I said working I told you I had to work today. Then he got quiet. I asked what was wrong. His voice broke, just like it did when he called me about Daniel & Spot. I walked away from the front desk knowing that this was not good news. He then told me that Sissy was hit by a car. My world froze & I started spinning. Luckily I went into a room and could sit down. I told him I would be there as soon as I could. I was crying and I'm sure not understandable. I went into Bettys office and told her I needed to go. I drove 80 and got to Raymond in 15 minutes. My dad took me to her. She was just lying there with her eyes opened. I was expecting her to be mangled and very obviously dead, but no. She looked perfect. No blood nothing. As I rested my head on her crying I swear I could feel her breathe, but she wouldn't blink. I got a blanket from the Focus and my dad handed her to me. She was so heavy. She hated being held and would get stiff, but not this time. She was heavy and limp. I put her in the car and made her comfortable. I called Ed to see if he would help me burry her with Daniel. On the drive to town I hit a crow, that's all I remember. After changing my clothes I headed out to get Ed. My dad and Alex met me at Ed's house. From there we headed up the canyon to say good bye to my favorite dog. Ed dug the hole, I tried to help, but there wasn't much room around that small hole. We found 4 rocks to place on the grave. When I picked Sissy up to put her to rest she was just as heavy but now stiff. I carried her to the hole, but I didn't want to. I wanted to just go home with her. Once I placed her in the grave I just petted her crying. Hagen asked me what was wrong. I'm just sad. Then he went back to playing with Alex. I just sat there petting her and crying for a while. Then I covered her in the blanket and started to fill in the grave. We all just stood there after looking at the rock pile. I know she will be missed by all of us. She was our reminder of Daniel. He had made her into the great dog that she was. Always loyal, faithful, and happy. Just like her daddy. When we went to leave the Explorers battery was dead. Probably because I had left the hatch open because Sissy was starting to smell. Luckily my dad had taken his truck and they went down to get jumper cables. I still want to go back and get here. I have not been back up there because I'm scared something has happened to her and that my explorer will not start again.
I will never forget Sissy or Daniel. They both helped me get through tough situations. Daniel was always there when I needed help. Sissy was no different. She always made me feel safe and protected. Before Daniel died he would let me borrow Sissy when I was feeling scared. After watching the Paranormal Activity movies I was freaked out and Sissy just seemed to calm those fears. Sissy did some very crazy things. She hated strangers and some people she had met before. She was known to bite and growl. She used to have issues with Kindle, but since early Spring she has been fine around her. Sissy hated bird, cats, and pretty much any small animal and even big animals. She liked to be the dominate dog and would get into fights. She could never hold still. It was always back and forth in the truck and car. She could be a bear which consisted of standing on her back legs and walking. She would "mop" the kitchen floor multiple times a day. Just licking the whole thing. During the night she knew when I was awake and would pop her head just over the side of the bed. Scared me every time! She liked to take and hide all the toys from Scribbles. It was hard to play with Scribbles cuz Sissy would come and take the toys. When Sissy jumped on the bed with me she would scoot as close to me as she could. She always wanted her butt scratched. If you where touching her some how she always got her ass under your hand. I will miss her so much. The last few days have been very hard and I feel like I cry at the smallest reminders of Sissy or Daniel. One day I will see them again. I can not wait for that day!
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