Bye Little Darcy

Eight years ago the week before Mother's Day a friend brought me a little black and tan dachsund. She was so small but cute and wanted to get into everything. I wasn't sure about having a dog, especially inside but I said I'd try it out. My friend's grandmother could no longer keep her and they knew that I was going through a very hard break-up with an ex-boyfriend.

Darcy soon became girl's best friend! She always greated me each day and cuddled with me on the sofa each night. She pouted when I'd leave. She was a constant brightness and a great room-mate. I've often felt like Darcy was my child because she loved me unconditionally, looked for things to get into and when in trouble would be defiant but still loving. She's always had a way about her. Wanting to follow me around the house, always by my side being my friend and there when I needed her. She helped me through tough times.

Well last year along came Brett and Darcy warmed up to him instantly. She loved him as much as she loved me and was always excited when he walked in the door each day. Brett soon warmed up to her too and feel in love with her as well. It's like she knew that I'd found someone that would take care of me and watch over me the way she did and now she could leave me knowing that I'd be okay.

The house is so empty with her not here. I'll miss her looking sadly at me as I leave in the mornings, her prissy dance as I get home every afternoon, and a night as I relax on the sofa as she would always cuddle up in the blanket with me. She's now resting in her favorite flower bed. I know that she is in puppy heaven chasing squirrels and lizards. I want to think that Darcy was my angel sent to always make me smile. She was a bright spot in my life and will always have a big place in my heart. I'll miss her everyday.