She has a Heart- to represent her personality

Seeing Daisy

It wasn't Her looks- even though she was absolutely adorable. I know of course it wasn't her bad breath- yuck! It was your attitude, that simple joy that made me realize how much I would miss if I died today. She was the happiest living thing known to man, she was also my dog Daisy. I remember the day we saw her in the small crate. She was at the very top, almost touching the ceiling. There was a sign in her crate that said "50% off". We got her. After brining her home and having her we realized she had a skin condition. After taking her to the vet, and getting her skin condition fixed we got her for only $75. The pet store took money off her in apology for her sickness. Now it is nice to get a dog for as cheap and $75 but she was worth more than 1 billion. She was worth my life and I wish that was what had left. After the years went on of having her, I had grown so attached to my dog Daisy that I considered us sisters. When I talked to her she didn't just hear me, she listened. no, we didn't own her, we loved her. No, we didn't have her in our family, she was a part of our family. Almost everybody thinks that their dog is the best dog...and everybody is right! A certain dog comes in to a certain person's life when the dog and the person both need each other. As I became older, my days became slower, the nights became longer, and I became sadder. But daisy was always there for me. Some nights, I would wake up crying. I couldn't tell you what was wrong if you asked, it was kinda just life that was wrong. When Daisy saw the tears rush down my cheeks, she would lick them off, assuring me everything would be okay. Because of Daisy, I realized that without happiness, there would be nothing. Without her, I would be nothing. She brought me happiness, well she brought everyone that met her happiness. I remember sometimes I would put my hand over her tail, for her to stop wagging it because I felt like she wagged it too much. I loved her so much.