Remembering Poochie

Yesterday was a sad day. My mom had to put down here dog, Poochie. She was 16 yrs. old. She was in kidney failure and had started vomiting. I can remember when they got her. She was a tan brown, they took her home and bathed her. My brother Dougie, cried because he thought the shampoo was not coming off. Turns out she was white. She would always meet as at the door, barking, excited to see us. She was a very lovey dog. I remember once we took Domino to Mom & Dad's house and he and Poochie were playing frisbee. Poochie could always jump higher than Domino. Domino learned this and tried to jump higher. He did and when he came down he broke his leg. So we always say Poochie broke Domino's leg. She had toy "carcass" all over my mom's house. She would pull all the stuffing out of her toys so all that was left was the outside. She had tons of them and she loved them all especially her "coon".
Poochie will be missed.