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Daisy Ramsey

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Daisy was only 4 weeks old when she came into our lives on (tax day) April 15, 1997. On Thursday, Dec. 30, 2010 at the age of 13 years, 9 months and 15 days Daisy went home to the Lord. She is survived by her mate Chris and her parents Pam and Joe. We will keep her in our hearts forever and we will always miss her. Now after weeks of grieving I am able to write and talk about “My Daisy”. I remember when I first saw my Daisy. She was only 4 weeks old and her mother had stopped feeding her pups when they were only 2 weeks old. All of the puppies were playful, but when I sat down Daisy was the one that came over to me and crawled up in my lap. That’s all it took for me to fall in Love with her and bring her into the family. Daisy was very small and most of her color was black and white with very little brown, but after a few weeks she was gaining weight and was looking more like a tri-colored Beagle. Her head went from black to brown and she always had a lot of black around her eyes that made people say that it looked like she was wearing mascara. Our other dog Chris was 2 years old when I brought Daisy home and he always let her have her way from the beginning. When Daisy was only 4 months old she had already grown bigger than Chris and she knew that she was the boss at that time. Daisy came into our lives when we lived in Midland, Texas and I always said she was our West Texas dog and Chris is our East Texas dog since he joined our family when we lived in Kilgore, Texas. Both Daisy and Chris moved with us each time we moved until when we finally settled down here in San Antonio. Daisy was such a good girl, always there to meet us in her loving way when we came home. When I needed to talk and have someone listen without speaking back she was always there and willing to just sit and listen. She would look at me with her big brown eyes and I knew that she understood what I was saying. Her favorite thing to do was to have her tummy rubbed. She would lay beside the end of the sofa where I would sit and she would lie on her back so that I could rub her tummy until my arm was sore from hanging over the side. If I stopped before she was ready for me to stop she would stand up, walk around to where my hand was resting and put her muzzle under my hand and push it up until I started petting her again. She would always wait for me to come to bed at night before she would go get into her bed and she was my alarm clock in the mornings.

Although Daisy was a good girl most of the time, she was spoiled when it came to feeding time. She had a weight problem for awhile and we tried everything that the vet suggested but she just couldn’t lose the extra weight. She always seemed hungry and would clean out her food bowl and then help Chris finish off his food. One day Joe and I attended the dog show and we talked to a breeder about Daisy being overweight and he suggested that we try green beans and boiled eggs. From then on Daisy and Chris had a diet of half a cup of dry dog food mixed with half a boiled egg and half a can of green beans two times a day. Daisy gained her girlish figure back and the vet was surprised that after trying for over a year to lose the extra weight that she lost it so easily on her new diet. As the years went on , Daisy always knew when I was boiling eggs for her and Chris and she would sit in the kitchen while I was peeling the eggs. If anyone came into the kitchen during this time she would bark at them and run them out. I would tell her not to worry that no one was going to get her eggs but she would stay and protect them anyway. She would not let Chris or anyone else come in the room until she was already eating. I had to start a new feeding time ritual where Daisy would lie down on the rug while I prepared the food and then I would hold up my hand to her and call Chris. When Chris would get to the door I would hold up my other hand to him and they would both wait until I brought my hand down and pointed to their food bowls. Daisy would immediately run to her bowl and then Chris would slowly walk to his bowl.

Daisy developed a cough in May and our vet gave her some medication that seemed to help, but in June she was coughing again. The vet did x-rays and found a mass around her heart and told me that he could get a surgeon to go in to see what it was, but at her age he didn’t know if it would help her or hurt her more. We decided that we would take her home and spend what time we had left with her since she was not showing any other signs of being sick other than the cough. In November, Daisy began to show less interest in her food we knew that something was terribly wrong. I took her to the vet and was told that the cancer had spread and that there was not much we could do but to keep her as comfortable as possible. The vet told me that I could try cooking her special foods like chicken and lean beef to entice her to eat or to try another dog food. I did try some canned dog food which she did eat for a couple of weeks and then I began cooking her chicken with rice which she ate until the day before she passed away. That Thursday we knew that Daisy was losing her battle and the will to live, and we knew it was time to say goodbye. It was the hardest thing for us to do, but we knew she would be going to a better place and that she would not suffer any longer. With just a wag of her tail or a look from her beautiful brown eyes, Daisy made many problems seem to go away. Even though she is not with us anymore physically, she will always be in our hearts and our memories. Daisy, we miss you so very much and there is no doubt that you now live in heaven. I know that one day I will see you again at the Rainbow Bridge.. Rest in Peace. Love, Mom and Dad.

Funeral Home:
All Paws Great and Small Crematory
5611 E. Houston St.
San Antonio, TX
US 78220

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