Carly as a puppy.
Sadly, I have to post the most resent event for our family. Carly our "lap dog" had to be put to sleep this morning, after being hit by a speeding vehicle last night.
Carly was really David's dog. She loved him more than anyone, and would lay waiting for him for hours. As a puppy he took her with him to his landscaping jobs, and she rode along side him in the little red truck. Carly was special to all of us in different ways. To me, she was reliable, dependable, and would always bark to alert me of anything or anyone of which, she felt, I should be aware. She was stinky and her hair kept me vacuuming constantly, but she always brought a sense of safety, and it was a fair trade. To J. she was the pup he enjoyed feeding and he appreciated her cleaning up after his food spills. E loved to sleep with her occasionally, and was very proud when he got to sleep on the playroom floor, and she stayed with him all night, or when he'd call her up onto the futon to sleep with him. To A. Carly was importantly, the other girl in our family. To B, she inspired his first sentence "good girl", and some of his very favorite first, and often used words - Carly, Carla, Car. She would accompany us on our bike trips, hikes, and walks, adding just that little bit of extra excitement. She loved to look for opportunities to take a swim, sneak in a little kiss when you weren't expecting it, steal some food from the kids, and stare lovingly at David. She had also been sneaking into our room to sleep on the floor by our bed. Sometimes her snoring would wake me up, but I didn't have the heart to kick her out. I am thankful now that I didn't.
The very last photo I took of her, just a few days ago. Hanging out on the sidewalk, while we were all playing outside.Carly "Carla" "Carl Lee" Nov 27 2004 - June 25 2008
