RIP Sandy, Pet and Friend, 1993-2008

I'm just not up to it. Today I said goodbye to my beloved Sandy.



Sandy came into my life in 1994. She was already a year old and owned by a family that I knew. I lived in South Korea, and her first family was moving back to the States and couldn't keep her. I was a teacher's aid back then, and their daughter was in my class.

So I adopted little Sandy. Normally I don't name animals human names, but she already had hers. She was crate- and paper-trained and very obedient--that is, unless you dropped a stick of butter. Then she would snatch it and dash back to her crate, refusing to give up the butter even when you demanded.

She came to the US when I returned, and learned about grass. You see, urban areas in South Korea rarely provide grass. Any areas that are not concrete are used for gardens. So here in the US Sandy found out about lawns and yards.

Sandy was my companion through a divorce, single life in Key West, and remarriage to her wonderful adopted father, Mr.W, a move to Atlanta and finally here to Central New York.



She was a spicy girl, prone to begging and "dancing like a bear." Playfully dubbed "Sandy Sue" or "Sandy Sue Pie" or even "The Numma," she was loved by my whole family.



Sandy left us this morning. She was a good friend.