Sugar Baby - My sweet golden retriever, she lived to be over 15 and a 1/2 years.
I got her as a puppy and promised I would protect her.
She would smile with a goopy drooling face when she was happy.
I remember she swallowed something and had to make her throw up when she was little.
She always loved attention and greeted everyone at the door.
She would lick that screen door for hours and we would laugh.
Sugar was attached mostly to my mom and would rest in her room.
Until the hurricane hit in 2020 and I decided to move.
My mom insisted I take her with me, and I brought her to my new place living with my older brother Cody.
I made sure to take care of her through her senior years and built my job to keep her to my schedule.
In this last year, I quit working at a kitchen and worked at home.
Because she was getting sicker, but she kept on fighting.
She moved through many homes and had to depart from our other dogs when things were divided.
Yet last night, she got weak and threw up her food.
I stayed up all night on the couch cleaning her up, brushing her loose fur.
It was vibrating and golden and now it was dull and grey.
My brother and I even carried her outside to go relieve herself by holding her up.
When we brought her to the vet the next day, she was filled with masses. Yet she kept on barking and trying to get up all night.
She lived the longest, even longer than my sweet Pepper who passed away the year before at the age of 8.

Now I am gathering her things, and can still hear her bark in the hallway.
Laying there next to our rooms waiting for us to come help her up.
I wish I could have done so much more, but I said my goodbyes.

I love you baby girl, and I'll never forget you. You're with the rest of our loving pets to run around and smile again.

Thank you for reading...I'll be okay.