My Dog is a Labrodor, shes brown and 83 years old in dog years, in human years she's 12 years old. When we would throw a toy she would run like a wild animal possesed by a demon, Nestle had a shiny glossy coat, Now her coat looks like a old rug that been through a winters worth of feet wiping. Now she limps from arthritis, but people think she got hit by a car. My dogs name is Nestle, when we first got her she was the happiest dog any one could ever see, she made me laugh when i was down, go jogging with me, smile when i would smile, wait for me to get home after school, Even though she absolutely hated her baths and always had a frowny face when we would give her one, she was smiling on the inside. Well Nestle is 12 now and old and has 3 tumors, she still hangs in there just to keep me happy. Once when i was coming home for school i was looking for her i couldn't find her, i was looking everywhere for that dog, i put up signs, yelled out the car window saying "Nestle" "Nestle" "Come here girl!" But nothing we waited for about three days, More days pasted bye and no Nestle. I would always say to my dad we need to try harder and find her, he was to busy on work and didn't have time. It's been weeks and we all forgot about Nestle, as i was sitting on the couch my dad came upstairs and said "Danielle?"
"What." I said
"so i just got a call from the pound, they said they have Nestle."
He told me we waited to long and, Nestle's gone, "Danielle they put her to sleep." He said. i looked places felt dizzy and didnt speak then, I ran in my room and didn't say a word for a couple hours, then heard my dad making dinner so i went in the kitchen, he told me its going to get better trust me, "Nestle was smiling but hurting."
"i know." I replyed. We both hugged, and smiled. We both knew that Nestle will forever and ever be in our hearts, and soon see her one day.
