Our Brandy

For those of you who know our little family you know our little dog, Brandy. The little dog with the big personality. Even if you didn't like dogs, you got to like her. She'd greet you with a "I know your here" bark and then want you to pet her. She'd beg at the table, or lay in her bed. She would follow Todd EVERYWHERE, that he would let her that is. She even went down to my in-laws garage door at 11 o'clock one night looking for him. WHY? Because that is the last place she saw him, so he should be there, duh! She drove me crazy, took Todds side when him and I fought, and would growl when I kissed her. Yup, thats our little Booboo. Well, she ahs been sick for awhile and we had done all we could do. This morning right before 10 o'clock, she passed away. Yup. The little dog with the big personality. She hasn't been herself lately. We took her to the hospital and they told us that she had kidney failure and her liver wasn't working well. We brought her home and tried to help her get better. We did everything we could to get her better, and wanted her to get better so badly. She was our little shadow. She was a little overweight.  Just a little. She would bark at anything-and everything. And if you asked her-or even if you didn't-she thought the world of Todd. She had a way of getting into your heart, and never letting go. She would sniff Todds prize animals when he brought them home from hunting, and would help skin them out. Todd and Brandy had a nightly ritual of going out to check the yard before they went to bed at night. She didn't like it when Todd and I went to Cancun last August. She was so mad that we left her for a week, however so happy to see us come home. When Todd got up in the morning, she did too. And she would move from the bed in our room to the bed in the living room to wait for him to come home. She knew when he was going to work, and when he was going out hunting. She knew when he came home, and would wait when he was later than when she thought he should be home. She even picked out her own beds-yes, all 4. Her favorite was the cameo one from Gander Mountain. And she wouldn't settle for the little one, she wanted the one that was 4 times her size. Yup, big personality for our little Booboo. Well, we may have another dog, but they will not hold a candel to our little Brandy. We miss you Booboo.