Tippy

We had a mixed breed dog that we raised from a puppy. Tippy was her name. She was a loving, loyal dog. I remember her having a litter of pups and we found them homes. When my parents divorced, my Mother took on a live-in job to help a widower raise his three children. I went with her, but Tippy couldn’t go with us. My mother gave her to a friend. Later, I wondered why we never went to visit Tippy. Mom then had to tell me that Tippy wouldn’t eat and finally died. I realized it wasn’t a lack of food that killed her, it was a broken heart. I had trouble forgiving​ my mother, and blamed her for Tippy’s death. I later realized mom did what she thought was best at the time. I learned that dogs are more than just animals, they were created in love to befriend and comfort us. The love they have for us is everlasting, and with separation they grieve for us as we would a family member who lives on in our hearts and memories.  2017

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Author: PeneB

I'm a Christian, Bible student, dog lover, hiker, woods wanderer, river rover, cavern cavorter, poet. I write also using the pen names of May Lyn and Penny Mahlyn

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