Friday, October 25, 2013

A girl's bestfriend

         That one person that loves you no matter what... who, even if you leave them outside accidently, they won't mind...  Who loves you even if you forget to take the tomatoes off of the taco brought home for them.  That person who tries to jump up on you and won't stop even as you are yelling at them to, because they can tell you think they are adorable. That person who poops in front of your bedroom door as a symbol of favoritism (at least, that's how I'm taking it), who really does eat your homework, who constantly steals your sandwiches that you spent a good 5 minutes making, who helps clean the dishes, who helps dirty the house up a mere 10 minutes after it gets cleaned, and who waits patiently for you to clean off all the mud from their legs once they get done doing whatever they does outside.  

         Lilly, the gorgeous German shepherd-collie mix that my family has had for a good ten years, is who I'm describing.  A few days ago, she hurt her back really bad, and wasn't eating her food (not even a taco!!!!) so my parents decided to take her to the vet to get her checked out.   This morning, Lilly died at the vets suddenly.  I miss her already. 

         She was one of my favorite things to come home to during a college break.  I loved seeing her as I walked in the door and she would come over to me and be all happy to see me.  I'd always leave my door open when no one else was home during those breaks so she could hang out with me.  I remember before I left for college, my parents would joke around and tell me that I had to take her with me.  I said I would do it happily!

         When she was around 3 or 4 I taught her how to growl on command.  It was awesome.  Mom didn't think so though.  Every time after that, whenever she growled, I got blamed for teaching her bad habits. I denied this, of course. I trained her to do it on command.  If she's doing it not on command, it ain't got nothing to do with me!!! lol.

         I remember times when I was sad, or depressed, or heart, or broken, or just needed someone to talk to (or at) lol, Lilly was my main man.  She would lay down on my bed and I'd lay beside her and pet her and talk about everything.  Call me weird, but through high school, she was one of my best friends.  I'll always love my little Lillers

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