To the person who stole our dog: I found Emmie when I was in college. I was on the way to the store to buy a birthday present for a friend and took a short cut down a side road that I normally didnt take. I saw this little ball of fur stumbling down the middle of the road and I had to stop and check. This sweet little tiny puppy was barely able to walk, she had sores on her tail and her belly was full of worms. I detoured from the birthday present mission and went straight to the pet store to get her some food and a collar and leash. I called my now mother-in-law who has done dog rescue and we decided that she would take the sweet puppy until I moved into a house in the fall where I could have a dog. No one thought that she would make it through the weekend they later told me but she did and she turned out to be a strong, sweet, loyal dog who wanted to please me more than anything. I started dating my husband this summer and then I finished college that next December. She was with my as I dated my husband long-distance for 2 years then she moved with me to Kentucky. We moved to Kentucky and she was with me for the loneliest year of my life. We moved hours away from our families and within 2 months we were expecting our first child. We had moved away and not many people back home had our exciting news on their radar and we were the new kids in town where we were, so no one new us well enough to be all that excited. Emmie and I were pretty inseparable and I often cried to my husband (in my pregnant hormonal state) that I was afraid she didnt understand just how much I loved her and how important she was to me. Since then she continued to be the very best dog anyone could ask for. She was fantastic with the children, she protected us when we needed it, and she loved us unconditionally. I always knew there would come a day when she wouldnt be be with us anymore but I never imagined that it would come this soon or that it would come as a result of someones selfish and hateful actions. My heart has broken every day when I dont hear her collar as she comes to say hi. When I dont have to let her out to go to the bathroom. When I dont feed her breakfast or tell the kids that she doesnt need help eating her breakfast. When the kids ask where Emmie is and when she is coming home. All I can say is I dont know. I dont know who you are or why you took her from us, but I pray for her and for you daily. At the end of our blessing we say And take care of Emmie. I pray that you are taking care of her. Even if I dont get to do it I pray that she is happy and cared for. I may never know what happened to her but I have to believe that she is okay. Dont get me wrong, first I pray that God will bring her home, that if there is any way she can come home it will happen. I pray for you to have a change of heart and bring her back to us, I pray for her to find a way to escape and find her way home, I pray for you to be walking her somewhere that I can see her and bring her home. I pray that shes walking along the highway and I imagine slamming on the breaks and scooping her up and putting this whole nightmare behind us. By the way, thats exactly what this is - a nightmare. So, whoever you are, bring her home. Let us know that shes okay. Make our family whole again, I beg of you. Short of that, please take care of our girl. I know that it is possible that you took her for bad reasons but I have to choose not to believe that and remain hopeful that she is out there somewhere and doing okay. Ashley If you have any information about sweet Emmie, please call me!
Posted on: Wed, 06 Aug 2014 19:42:47 +0000
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