I Have A Sister?

So, I am a very handsome Beagle and mom tells me that I am 12 years old. She also tells me I act like the puppy that grew never grew up. Not sure what that means but that's OK, cuz I'm a dog.

Me as a puppy

Mom and dad have taken care of me my whole life. When I was a puppy, around 6 months old, I fell down in the back yard one day and started shaking. Dad told mom to get the car started and he picked me up, put me in a blanket and held me real tight. We were all scared. They drove me to a hospital that loves little puppies like me. A really nice Dr came into look at me. His name was Dr. Matthews. By the time he started looking at me, I was feeling fine, but man I had to pee real bad.

Anyway, Dr. Matthews told us that I probably had something called epilepsy. He stuck a needle in my butt and took out some blood so they could check to see what made me fall down. I must be getting better because I hardly ever fall down and shake anymore.

Me and dad playing hockey

Dad could never catch me

A few years went by and a little black dog moved in a few yards away. His name was Miles and I liked him a lot. Somehow my doggie prayers were answered and he came to live with us forever. I was really happy because now I had a dog brother. We did everything together. Our favorite game was chase in the back yard. I would start chasing Miles and he would take off running as fast as he could run. Even though he was smaller than me, I could run as fast as he could. The only thing was, he could turn real quick and I couldn't turn as fast. When I would get close to him, he would tuck in his tail and then I knew he was about to turn. This helped me catch him sometimes.

My brother Miles

Sometimes we would both get the "zoomies" at the same time. That means me and Miles run around the inside the house like we are crazy Zombie dogs. We always acted like this after we got the B-word done to us, you know.....a bath. As soon as mom would let us go outside, both of us would roll around in the grass and get all dirty and smelly again. Mom would just shake her head at us. When she wasn't looking, we would give each other high paws. Miles was weird in one way. At meal time, I was doing back flips with joy and barking, Miles just sat there like he didn't care. When dad would put our bowls down to eat, I would try to take some of Miles' food. He did not like that at all cuz he would growl and bark at me. I still did it any way. Hey, a Beagle's gotta eat, right?

We had so much fun together. My brother got sick though and he had to go to the same doggie hospital I did. But Miles saw a Dr. I never met, her name was Dr. Dowling. She told mom and dad that Miles had a disease called bone cancer and they did not have any medicine to make it go away. We were all real sad. Miles tried real hard to to get better. One day Mom and Dad wrapped my brother up in his very favorite green blanket and took him to see Dr. Dowling. They left me at home all by myself. When mom and dad came home, Miles wasn't with them. Mom told me that he died and was in heaven. We all cried a lot. I went into my cage and thought about all fun we had until I went to sleep. He was my brother for ten whole years and that is a long time. I just wish it could have been longer.

So a few months go by and mom got sick and had to go to the hospital. I don't think it was the same place I go to but I know they help people who are sick. Dad said its a heart hospital. Miles and dad were really good friends and I know dad thinks about Miles a lot. As dad was going back and forth to see mom at the hospital, I stayed at home a lot, alone. One day, I heard the garage door open and dad brings home a big, black puppy named Harlee. At first, I thought Miles was coming home cuz she is the same color my brother was, black and tan. I did a double take. But she is a lot bigger than me or Miles though.

My sister Harlee

Harlee was real scared when she came here. I could see it in her eyes and she didn't wag her tail much. I was happy though, now I had my very first sister. I determined I was going to be her friend and help her get used to things here. This is a real nice place for dogs to live.

Harlee's first day as my sister

I heard dad tell someone that a really bad person shot my sister in the head and just left her to die. I don't have a lot of mean thoughts but I hope whoever treated Harlee so bad gets caught and something bad happens to them. My sister is so sweet, she doesn't bark or make many noises. In fact she sneaks up on me sometimes and scares me. I told dad to get her a tag so I could hear her.

Some very nice people at Hardee County Animal Rescue got Harlee and helped her get better before she came to live with us. I don't know these people, but I like them. Dad saw Harlee sitting in cage all alone and the nice people at the Rescue told him that he could have her if he would give her a good home. They said nobody wanted her. Well, the Lord answered all of our prayers. Me -I get a sister, Harlee she gets a brother and the best place to with my mom and dad, Dad-was really sad when Miles died and I think Harlee is helping him and Mom-she was missing Miles also.


Well I have to say good bye, I have to go take a nap now. Beagles are big on naps you know. I will tell everything me and my sister do in other stories, if I remember.