Katie B. 4M

Skyy

Skyy is like the sun who brightens up my day. She is the big ball of butter so high up but still in my heart.

When we first got our dog, she was as wrinkled as a raisin, with tan fur, and big brown eyes like a cow. We got Skyy when she was four years old and rescued her from shar-pei rescue.com. The family we got her from was moving to Texas and could not bring the dog with them. The first day we tried to give her a bath she jumped out shaking and shivering. We learned quickly that she did not like water! She waddled about my house leaving paw prints all over the floor. If there was meat or pasta on the ground, Skyy would gobble it right up but if there were vegetables, she would not go near them! Skyy loved her platypus toy and she played with it nearly every day!

Skyy’s best friend was her bed! She literally took three naps a day. Her bed looked like a leopard print oversized pizza maybe that’s why she liked it so much! One day we even had to bring her food bowls to her bed to get her to eat! I hate to admit it but Skyy was as lazy as a lump!

Sometimes, Skyy would get very active and go crazy. She would run around the house and we would play fetch, but Skyy wouldn’t give the toy back. She would lay by the pool while I swam with my cousins, slurping her water. Skyy did not like hot or cold days; on hot days she would pant and get rashes and on cold days, she would shiver. If it snowed, she wouldn’t even step outside.

One day after school I noticed a bump on her back leg. My mom told me she had noticed this earlier and had taken her to the vet when I was at school. It turned out that Skyy had leg cancer. The vet said that she would only live for a few more months. I was angry that I couldn’t do anything to help and I felt a strike of sadness in my heart.

Skyy lived another year which was a miracle. She still died though; it was the circle of life. We were very melancholy. I found out that she died at my 3^rd grade Halloween party. My mom whispered to me, “This might be Skyy’s last day.” I was very upset because it was her last day and I didn’t even get to say good bye. The vet had to put Skyy down.

Fortunately a year later we adopted a little caviler King Charles Spaniel named, ‘Honey” whom we have had for five months. I do the same things with Honey that I did with Skyy.

I play fetch with her, she lies by the pool while I swim and she loves her bed. Although I really miss Skyy, I love Honey!