Angel

March 4, 2010
Thursday, 10:30 P.M.
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Here I was, all set to shut down the computer after four hours of bookkeeping work and eight hours at the day job when I remembered I have a blog to enter! To be honest, for a split second, I considered just letting it go for one night, but this little angel on my shoulder gave the little devil on my shoulder a shove and he fell off. Angel wins.

I had a dog named Angel. She was a shepherd collie mix, we think. Running down the street we lived on, on a beautiful summer evening, she was stopping by every house with people outside it, sweet and friendly and just so damned cute! She was lapping up all the oohs and aahs, relishing in the scratching and petting. Not wearing any collar or tags, it was fairly safe to assume she was a stray with no particular place to go so our neighbors across the street said they would take her in. I would have loved to bring her in to our family, but my husband was adamantly against the idea. Within a half hour, she had escaped the house across the street and made her way back to us. While petting her, I noticed a lot of little bumps on her skin which my sister Gail, who had stopped by, confirmed were ticks. She and I brought this sweetie of a dog into the house and as I held her, Gail removed every tick from her body. Not once did this dog growl or try to break away or nip. As my sister worked I whispered to the dog, "You are such an angel". For the next fifteen years, she remained my Angel. I lost her six years ago and as I sit and write about her all this time later, I miss her snuggling up at my feet.