Originally Posted by ohh_shesus

When I was growing up, I had a dog that I loved dearly. She was a beagle terrier mix...a mutt, but a lovable dog. Everyone in the neighborhood loved her and she was invited to all the cookouts . I got her when I was 7 by walking in the humane society and saying Brandy...she was the first puppy to come to me She died when I was 20 and it broke my heart. Espeically because she died when I was carrying her in the house. She had congestive heart failure and could barely walk anymore. I remember her eyes meeting mine, her tail wagged, and then she was gone still in my arms. I swore I would never have a dog again because that was the worst pain ever. Since I was an only child and my parents were always working, she was like my sister. So, yes I am a dog luva, but the pain of losing someone you love so much is too much for me to have another one...at least now.