• When i was a little girl I grew up with one close friend on my block. Her name was peewee. She was not human but an animal. We were like sisters and everyday i'd run across the street and say Hi to her ower.
    "Huh huh hi" i'd be outta breath by the time i got there.
    "Anything new" I'd ask as soon as i caught my breath. He'd tell me and show me things.sometimes even give me jobs. All the while i'm loving a fat chihuahua. She was the nicest thing i ever met and i loved her more than anything. We were meant to be.

    One day i was huffing and puffing when the little fat happy face didn't jump out at me.Her owners face sad with grief. I understood and the brim of my eyes filled with clear liquid.
    "Noo NOO" The tears ran down my face as he told me how she died. I ran home and locked my bedroom door.

    The problem with locking my bedroom door was the lock was broke and my mom came in to see what was wrong.
    "M-m-m-o-o-o-m-m" my sobs made it hard to speak as i told her what had happened."peewee d-d-d-i-i-e-e-e-d-d-d."
    My moms face was calm as i cried so hard i couldn't speak.
    "It's alright i'm sure he'll get another dog.." Right then and there i knew it wasn't going to be the same.My heart that was meant to be was broken in half.

    Right now i am thinking the same thing because another dog had died.
    Peewee-died from fighting bravely aganist a pack of cyotes
    Sunnyboy-died from heart attack or stroke.
    I dearly miss them both...