On February 13, 2018 our hearts were broken.
After supper, our dog, Doogie, was crying to go outside. Just normal routine for us. I went to crack open the door like I normally do to get the cable to hook him on so he could run outside. However, that sneaky dog got by me and ran outside without the cable on. Occasionally he'll sneak by so this was nothing new, just another frustrating Doogie moment. When this happens, we just wait for him to come back....he always does.
This time he didn't.
After calling and looking for him for about 15 minutes, I decided I needed to go look for him. Lately, his collar had been getting caught on blankets around the house so my first thought was that Doogie was caught in the woods. It was dark and cold so I knew I had to go find him before it got too cold. I remember thinking that dumb dog---getting out and then getting caught and I had to go and fix it for him.

Mark had not been feeling well and had been having bad confusion and hallucinations. I didn't really want Hannah to come out in the cold and dark with me looking for Doogie and I didn't really want her alone with Mark when he wasn't doing well. So, we decided I would take my phone with me and she could talk to me as I'm looking for Doogie.
Hannah and I were talking on the phone and she was telling me about her day at school. I was shining the flashlight into the woods and calling his name every once in awhile.
I was at the end of our driveway and Hannah was telling me a joke when I saw him. He was laying on the side of the road.
"Oh, Doogie!"
He looked like he was just sleeping but deep in my heart I knew he was gone.
I ran over to him still saying his name. When I got to him and saw the life gone from his eyes, the tears started coming "Oh Doogie, I'm so sorry. I'm just so sorry"
The voice of my little girl snapped me back to reality. "Mommy, what is it? What's wrong? What happened?"
I suddenly realized I was still on the phone with Hannah.
I couldn't tell her on the phone. I needed to tell her face to face. "I'm coming in sweetie"
"But Mommy, what's wrong? Where's Doogie? What happened?"
I told her he was hit by a car. It was all I could say. In my mind, that would give me a chance to just get to the house before I told her everything. Our neighbor's dog had recently been hit by a car, but the dog had been fine. I knew Hannah wouldn't be too upset.....yet.
I got into the house and I could see the fear in her eyes. She just looked at me and asked "Is he okay?"
I started crying and crying hard "No sweetie. He's not".
Hannah ran up to me. I was so proud of her that night. I wasn't the best mom as I felt like she was the one comforting me. I couldn't think. I couldn't talk. I just cried. I felt like I failed Hannah.
Hannah handed me the phone "Mommy, you need someone. Call someone. Call someone to help you".
My baby girl grew up so much in that moment.
I called a friend who happened to be leaving work just about a mile from our house. Together we got Doogie and put him into a box. We prayed over him.
Our baby boy was gone.
The next morning, I brought him into the vet to get cremated. There was another customer there waiting for his dog. He looked at the box and said "Oh do we have a cat coming in a Walmart box?" with a little chuckle.
I burst into tears. "My dog was hit by a car and killed last night".
I was amazed at how fast that customer jumped up and the staff came from around the counter to help. They carried Doogie's body to the back. I'll never forget watching Doogie leave like that. Until then it didn't seem final...but seeing them carry him back hit me hard.
I sobbed and sobbed.
The customer was amazing. He asked the right questions, wanted to know more about Doogie, and then as they brought out his own dog, he asked if I would like to hold him.
I cried as I held the sweet dog who licked my face and showed me love.
I needed that. That customer was an angel that day.
Since then, it's been hard. Nights have been extremely hard for Hannah as the three of us always got ready for bed together and would snuggle. We know with time it will get better but right now, we are sad.
This is what I shared on Facebook the next day:
Thank you all for the love, support and prayers with the loss of our Doogie. Oh Doogie. He was a dog that could drive me crazy. He barked at everything from the mailman to a falling leaf. He was a runner and if he saw an opportunity to sneak out of the house, he would and run all around the neighborhood. I got to know the neighbors and their yards very well.
But he was also a very loving dog. He was a snuggle bug for sure. He got me through some tough years before we were blessed with Hannah. Tough times were a little easier because I had my Doogie to snuggle and love up on. At night he liked to lay under my knees. I'm going to miss that so much.
He just loved to snuggle with people. He thought he would fit in anyone's lap. He was so patient with Hannah. So patient. He pretty much let Hannah do whatever she wanted to him
We're going to miss him so much. God is a bit busier now trying to control Doogie on those streets of gold. Doogie is probably going from house to house saying hi.
Till we meet again Doogie. We love you