Sugar joined our family when she was 7 weeks old in December 1995 and has been a joy to all of us since. She has always been very well mannered and allowed to accompany me on business trips all over Texas, Arkansas, Oklahoma, Louisiana, and Mississippi and on vacations with the whole family. In her prime, she was a good duck dog and proved herself to be a competent tracking dog as well. In her old age when deafness and poor vision robbed her of the activities she loved, she has been just happy to be with us. Instead of forgotten in a kennel, my family has allowed Sugar to reside on our front porch, and she has been there to send us off when we leave and greet us when we get home. I hold her in higher esteem than I do most people and love her as one of my kids.
I have wondered for a long time how her last days would be, and I thank God for giving me this time with her. She doesn't appear to be suffering, but her body just seems like it is wearing out. Some people will probably consider this sacrilegious, but I pray that dogs have a place in heaven and will be waiting for us with wagging tails when we get there.
I love you Sugar!

