Claudine
08-25-2007, 09:08 PM
I was reading about some of the little pups who have gone to the bridge & it brought back a sad memory of my very first weiner doggie. I was seven years old at the time. Brownie got out of the yard & I chased him along a busy road trying so hard to catch him. Well, poor Brownie got hit & killed by a truck.Strange, the things you remember. That happened fifty years ago & I still remember that this beautiful lady in a white convertible picked me up ( I was screaming my lungs out!) and took me home. I remember she has a scarf on & sunglasses & I thought she looked like a movie star. I even remember that "Moon River" was playing on her radio.
Well, we buried Brownie out under the peach tree; we painted rocks with white paint & encircled his grave & made a little cross with his name on it.To this day, whenever I hear "Moon River" all those awful feelings come back.:sosad: :sosad:
Well, we buried Brownie out under the peach tree; we painted rocks with white paint & encircled his grave & made a little cross with his name on it.To this day, whenever I hear "Moon River" all those awful feelings come back.:sosad: :sosad: