Today would have been Sadie's seventh birthday if she had made it this far. Well, to tell the truth, it would have been two days before her seventh birthday, but after she died I pulled out her paperwork and discovered that I had been celebrating her birthday on the wrong day every year (better early than never, I guess). Some of you may be thinking it's ridiculous for me to still be wishing my dog happy birthday after she has been dead for (almost) two years. (Others may be thinking, Oh! Sadie was a dog!) But Sadie meant more to me than I could ever express--she was the best dog in the world, and I almost feel bad for the puppy we're planning on getting next year when I get to move home permanently (she's got a big reputation to live up to!). And honestly? I don't care if people think I'm crazy or not. Sadie was a good dog and deserves to be remembered.
So happy birthday, Sadie. I miss you and wish you were here.
February 15, 2000 - April 6, 2005
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