Tuesday, November 22, 2011

I had an awesome dog..



One day my grandfather came home and asked me to get a carton of cigarettes out of the back seat of the car.  He had a grin on his face so i knew he was up to something.  I hurried out in my eight year old body wondering what the real story was.

And inside a box, was a little black mutt with a white spot on his chest.   I named him Fido.  I have no idea what kind of dog he was.  Mutt about sums it up, but he was a mutt full of love and energy!

Fido was awesome.  Everyday after school he would run across the street from playing with the neighbors dogs to come play with me.  I never got my books in the door.  I had to set them down and play for an hour or so before i finally went in to do some homework.  This routine went on for much of Fido's short life.

One day, i made it home and actually made it in the back door.  I was shocked that i actually made it inside the house and was able to put my books on the table without being greeted by a very happy to  see me little mutt.

Fido never made it across the street that day.  He met his fate coming to play with me.

Love comes with a price.  If i ever had to do it all over again, i would still spend the time i did with Fido.  Some things, even if they have a tragic ending, are well worth it.

Treasure the relationships that you have because you don't know how long you've got.

Fido Rocked.