All Dogs go to Heaven

When we were kids we never really had a family pet. We had dogs, but they never really stuck around.

We had Tippy, a black lab mix that would run away literally EVERY DAY... My mom finally "sent her to a farm" where she could "run"... (Just last year I found out that she really had been picked up by the Humane Society, again, and mom could not pack all 5 of us kids in the car, again, to pick her up during a thunderstorm).

Then we got Hattie... a Cocker Spaniel. I loved Hattie so much... but she was NOT housebroken in the slightest... nor was she ever going to be... she had much too many urinary problems for my parents to deal with, when they were already dealing with 5 kids, and 2 in diapers. We really did give her to a farm after a couple years... and she was super happy there.

Then we had numerous gerbils, Guinea pigs, parakeets, rabbits, and such. It wasn't until we moved to Bellevue (I was in 7th grade) that we finally convinced my parents to get us a real family dog. That is when we got Boo. Her name was actually Pooh, but we though that was pretty stupid, and it was Halloween when we got her.

Boo was such a great dog for us. She loved all of us so much. She was small, but she could run faster and jump higher than any other dog. It was crazy. When I lived with my parents Boo would sleep with me every night... she really was a man's (or in my case, kids) best friend.

Over the years she has gotten much, much older. The last time I was in Texas she was blind, deaf, and hurting. She could hardly walk up stairs anymore. However, she was still happy as can be. The past few weeks she has quit playing, has quit walking up & down stairs, and has stopped acting like the happy dog we have all known.

Last night she got into a fight with one of our other dogs, Buddy. Buddy was not so friendly towards Boo, despite his name, and Boo had to go to the vet to get stitches. Long story short, Boo was not going to make it through surgery... and if she would have... she would have had limited days left anyway... my sister & mom made the hard decision to put her down.

Our very first pet that we have seen from the beginning to the end, the only real family pet that we had. Boo.... you'll be missed. Thank God that All Dogs go to Heaven.