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    Posted November 28, 2012 by
    luvdadilemma
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    Loving and losing a dog: Your tributes

    A Girl's Best Friend - A Tribute to Lacie

     
    Lacie came into my life when I was nine years old. She was a surprise - my parents had never discussed getting a dog and my older sister and I had never asked for one, unlike most kids our age. I remember the exact moment I found out she was joining our family: We were visiting the family of my dad's best friend, who bred labs and beagles, and they had two litters, one of each. My sister and I spent the day playing with puppies, and as I was saying goodbye to the one chocolate lab puppy they had left, my dad looked over and said "what would you think about taking this little girl home with us?" It was the first time in my life I remember being speechless. The whole two hour car ride home our little puppy, now named Lacie, kept switching between our laps, and we were already falling in love.

    Over the years, Lacie became my best friend, which I suppose is cliche to say, but it's true. Once I moved an hour away, and then two hours away to attend college and graduate school, I would make the long trips home often just to spend time with her. Every time I got home I would lay on our living room floor and she would do this thing that I named "the rubby dubby." She'd give me several large kisses and then bury her head into my neck and then flip onto her side and wiggle around while I scratched her back and belly. Even when she was 13 years old, and little did I know, several weeks away from her death, she still greeted me the same.

    Lacie saw me through elementary school, middle school, high school, college, and my first semester of graduate school. She helped me get through breakups, nights alone, and your every day teenage girl meltdowns.

    I really cannot say what my favorite memory of her is, there are just too many. But I will remember every bit of her personality - how she loved to open presents, how she had to sleep with a pillow or a stuffed animal, how she had her own Pillow Pet, how she knew I was crying even before I started several rooms away, and how she loved every one in our family unconditionally.

    I will never forget my first dog - she left me inspired to "raise" other dogs and spend my life in the company of them. Simply, she was the best dog a girl could ask for, and I hope she is resting peacefully, knowing how much we loved, how much we miss her, and how much she will continue to live on in our hearts forever.
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