Saturday, March 31, 2007

Sadie

Sadie is a most remarkable dog. Years ago when my son and his wife bought their house, they went to the pound and picked this dog.According to the vet, she is mostly German Shepperd with a little wolf ... maybe ... because of the eyes. Once she knows you are a friend, you are most welcome in the house. Immediately she started sleeping in the hall way outside the master bedroom.

When the twins were born, my son took the little hats home for Sadie to smell. The day the twins came home, Sadie started sleeping outside their room at night. The next day Marie and I went to visit. The twins were asleep in a Pack and Play thing (new to my generation). As I walked toward the Pack and Play, Sadie quietly walked between me and them so I could not approach them. Once my son told her it was OK, she moved out of the way. If one started to cry Sadie would go to an adult and she would emit a soft sound. They needed attention and she wanted to make sure they received it.

One morning my son walked out of his bedroom and wondered where Sadie had slept. When he came down the stairs, Sadie was laying in front of the door. No one had locked it the night before.

Usually when Marie or I walk in the house, Sadie comes looking for a dog biscuit. My son and his wife are disolving the marriage and he started the move today to his apartment. I had the biscuit ready. Sadie looked at me with the saddest eyes, her head was down and no wagging tail. She took the biscuit, but did not eat it. It just laid where she put it. Poor Sadie! I know she knows and she is sad.

4 comments:

Jill said...

Hey Dad. Sadie is the very definition of a Good Dog. Poor thing. More sadness to add to the sum total of this mess.

Steph said...

Miss Sadie, so much <3

Steph said...

Miss Sadie, so much <3

Steph said...

Miss Sadie, so much <3