I Remember

June 30, 2009
By GlassHeart SILVER, Black Earth, Wisconsin
GlassHeart SILVER, Black Earth, Wisconsin
7 articles 8 photos 168 comments

I remember being called down to the office in the middle of school.
I know what this is about.
My dog didn’t feel good last night, wouldn’t even touch the crescent of bread I gave him.
Max is in the back seat looking tired and worn.
There are two doors going inside the vet, one marking “CAT” and one “DOG”.
“Which one should Max go in?” Mom jokes.
“The middle one.”
Of course there really isn’t a middle one; I’m just trying to lighten the mood.
The veterinarians talk to my parents but I don’t listen.
I take in every characteristic of Max’s face.
They tell me it’s time to go.
Like always, I tap Max’s head two times and kiss it once.
The car ride home seems like a long one.
I remember when I first taught him how to sit at 14 years old and feeling victorious because I showed an old dog a new trick.
I remember when I got him to climb the ladder of the play set in my backyard.
I remember when I brought him inside and he peed on the flowers we still gave my relatives afterwards.
I remember when he fell in the hole when we were remodeling where the patio used to be and wondering how in the world he survived that.
I remember falling asleep with my head on his chest in the spring time.
I remember when I blew bubbles he would bounce right up and pop them.
I remember it all.
Dad goes back to work and I sit eating pink noodles with Mom, waiting for a call of good news.
That call comes.
I remember exactly where I was.
My mom came out and told me that my only true best friend was dead.
I remember the pain that automatically knocked me to the hard wood floor.
But what I can’t remember are the bad memories, because there weren’t any.

The author's comments:
I love you Max! Thanks for always taking care of me!

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on Jul. 6 2010 at 11:02 am
jcampgirl PLATINUM, New Caney, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
when you lie to someone you tell them thay are not worth the truth

ya i know what u mean by this i had a dog named amber when i was lidal she runay and when me and my frinds played iendins she was our plt wolf she was a grate dog but when we moved in to a naber hood with a small ( ok not "small " per say it was big for a nabr hood but i just got out of a aker and a half what elce do ya espet?  well she wod not stay in our yard so we had to give her away i had that dog for about 5 years

on Sep. 11 2009 at 4:27 pm
wordweaver96 PLATINUM, Winchester, Kentucky
37 articles 2 photos 255 comments

Favorite Quote:
" It is not our abilities but our choices that show who we truly are. "
Albus Dumbledore


See, we really DON'T have anything to fear but fear itself!

wow this is so sad. i kinda know wat u went through because we had to put a pet down. i cried so much. please read my stuff & comment.

SarahZ said...
on Aug. 4 2009 at 12:41 pm
That was really good. I know what it's like to lose a pet, they arn't just a pet, they are a part of the family.

on Jul. 22 2009 at 9:49 pm
distant_dreamer GOLD, Belmont, New Hampshire
12 articles 6 photos 498 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Life's a climb, but the view is great!"

That is such a great story!! I know how it feels to lose a pet that I love! This is probally one of the best stories on here, and hopefully it will soon go into the TeenInk mag.!!! Good Job!!!




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