RachelMarie
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- Apr 9, 2009
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I draw. I'm not the best, nor do I ever say I am. I do it because it's my release and my "Farewell".
As some of you know...
Sunday I was out taking pictures with my daughter. When we were pulling away my dog runs around the house and jumps on the front porch. I seriously thought about pulling back in the drive and letting her in but figured she was enjoying the time outside and my husband was home to let her in when she scratched (she didn't scratch). She spent a lot of hours outside because she loved it. She has always been good about staying in the yard. This was the exception that cost us her life...
I came home to my husband on the back porch with a shovel beside him covered in dirt and sand and sobbing. Skyy had been hit by an elderly couple ( I do not blame them as I know it was not their fault). She was killed instantly. Doug and I got Skyy a month after we moved in together in 2001. She was the most loyal dog I have ever met, and my best friend.
Since Sunday, my world has been shattered. I know she's in a better place but the selfishness inside me wishes she was still here...and the guilt, oh the guilt. I loved her before I left on Sunday. Held her head in my hands and let her kiss me. I thank God I did because that was the only goodbye I got.
Hug your dogs today, tomorrow and always. And please pray for our family. I haven't been sleeping because of this beautiful dog running through my head.
Anyways...here my last drawing of her....
and a few pictures....
We love you Skyy....RIP my friend.
As some of you know...
Sunday I was out taking pictures with my daughter. When we were pulling away my dog runs around the house and jumps on the front porch. I seriously thought about pulling back in the drive and letting her in but figured she was enjoying the time outside and my husband was home to let her in when she scratched (she didn't scratch). She spent a lot of hours outside because she loved it. She has always been good about staying in the yard. This was the exception that cost us her life...
I came home to my husband on the back porch with a shovel beside him covered in dirt and sand and sobbing. Skyy had been hit by an elderly couple ( I do not blame them as I know it was not their fault). She was killed instantly. Doug and I got Skyy a month after we moved in together in 2001. She was the most loyal dog I have ever met, and my best friend.
Since Sunday, my world has been shattered. I know she's in a better place but the selfishness inside me wishes she was still here...and the guilt, oh the guilt. I loved her before I left on Sunday. Held her head in my hands and let her kiss me. I thank God I did because that was the only goodbye I got.
Hug your dogs today, tomorrow and always. And please pray for our family. I haven't been sleeping because of this beautiful dog running through my head.
Anyways...here my last drawing of her....
and a few pictures....
We love you Skyy....RIP my friend.