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Porsha, we will miss you!
Porsha was special in so many ways. She'd greet me when I returned to the house with a look of gladness.
She'd sit at the end of the foyer, waiting for me to look back at her and say, " I'll be back, Porsha; I'll
be back."
She was always wagging her tail whenever she saw a person, any person. She would also jump up on them but
that was Porsha.
Porsha loved to take rides in my car. She very often went with me to the bank and she loved to go to
Petsmart. She'd get so excited as we got in front of the store. People always stopped to tell me how
beautiful Porsha was.. even though I groomed her and did a poor job of it. She never lost her patience with
me even though it took me forever to get it done.
Porsha loved to eat. Even giving her medicine was easy. My other animals would eat the food and spit out
the pill. But not Porsha, she'd happily swallow it with a little peanut butter or cheese.
Porsha had the sweetest bark. When she howled like a wolf she'd stick her nose high up in the air
and echo a tune that was uniquely hers.
My love for Porsha began the day I first saw her. Her previous owners didn't even have to introduce us.
She couldn't wait to get to me. She was so happy. She never looked back and never got depressed.
Porsha had her own bedroom because my other dogs were jealous of her relationship with me. Porsha
had captured my heart. I loved Porsha more than any of my other dogs. I thought many times as I'd put her to
bed that I wish she didn't have to be by herself. I know she wanted to be with me. I can still see her
hesitating before going into her room because she knew we'd be apart until morning. I would always tell her,
"Nighty, Night Porsha" "I love you." "See you in the morning." I'd close the door and the next morning
she'd be stretched out on her bed sound asleep. I had to drag her out of bed so she could go potty before I
went to work.
The last few weeks of her life, Porsha did get a sleeping buddy. Someone who truly loved her. I am so
grateful that she wasn't alone anymore.
Porsha was born March 15, 1995. Porsha died Monday, February 2,2004 between 9:30 and 10:15pm. I
will never forget my grief over Porsha's death but the unconditional love she gave me will forever be etched
in my heart and memory. I buried Porsha in front of my bedroom where she will stay next to me while I sleep.
PHYLLIS MARKS
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