To My Dear Sister Sundance

I have a dog story that is special to me because I believe it could be a inspiration to someone else. I had just moved in to Savannah GA. I was just getting ready to move to a new school as the summer was starting to end. This school was a public school and overwhelming so I was struggling with depression because I was not doing well at that school. Well everyday when I came home I would sit at the top of the stairs and look out the window. My Sundance, a beautiful tiger stripped color boxer. We got her around 6 months old before we moved. So everyday after school she would put her paws on my shoulder. At sit and listen to my bad days at school. Well that next year I moved to a private school and I was a lot happier. At times when something went wrong she would be there to listen. She had such a gentle spirit that made me so attached. Well my last year of school was really good but when it came to my graduation day I heard bad news about my dog. She had lymphoma which is a type of cancer. Well she still had the full gentle and cheerful spirit. I had so much hope that she was sure to get better. She went to stay with my grandma who is a vet. She said she will see what she can do. After about three weeks in time my dad said there was nothing she could do. The summer came of 2013, we moved to Florida and we had to stay at camp for the summer. My dog only had about three to four weeks to live. I was working at camp hoping she would be better soon. I would go see her every now an then just to say “how are you’ I started to notice that the cancer was getting worse to the point where she could not walk anymore because her paws were hurting.. Then the time came we had a family meeting that it was time to say good-bye. To this day I can still feel her paws on my shoulder when I’m sad. But she was the closest I has to a sister. I miss her so much! R.I.P