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LITTLE YELLOW DOG
What's that running through my yard this cool, crisp Saturday? A dang yellow dog with floppy ol' ears. Oh, no....you cannot stay.
Just come inside for something to eat and tomorrow we'll find your home. Where did you come from? Do you live close by? Did your "people" let you out just to roam?
Here comes the sun and we load up in the car to put signs in the neighborhood. We know in our hearts that your "people" will call because if I was your "people", I would.
Stop looking at me with that crooked little smile. I told you, you cannot stay. What are you thinking, you small yellow dog? Stop tugging at my heart that way.
Our Keli is spoiled and won't like you much. That's the reason you must go. But the little yellow dog with the funny crooked smile still had tricks to show.
She knew that she came to the right house, as if it were meant to be. She wanted to spend her final years in a home with someone like me.
So that starts the story of the small yellow dog with the crooked little smile. Her search was over and she was here for good. She had just run her last mile.
The past three years she has brought me joy beyond what I would have believed. I never had a buddy like her nor her, a buddy like me.
I was told she was close to eleven or twelve so I knew our years left were few. I tried to keep that out of my mind but keep in my heart, I knew.
It's a baseball-size tumor, the doctor had said but I couldn't believe my ears. I couldn't believe that the time came so fast....it's only been three years!
Three short years just wasn't enough and I didn't want to give up the fight. But little yellow dog with an appetite for love could hardly muster a bite.
That yellow dog with the crooked little smile would one day not meet me at the door. She wouldn't be begging for the food from my mouth or sleep on my pillow anymore.
I will never come home and step in the spot where she just couldnt' hold "it" all day or rub her fat belly when she rolls on her back or when she looks in a certain way.
Her eyes are telling me not to be sad because she had a great time here. She's telling me thanks for the kisses and hugs and for that, there's no need for tears.
She said I have done an amazing job and she is glad she walked all those miles just to find the right place to live out her years, yellow dog with the crooked smile.
Kathy 9-6-08
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