Friday, January 8, 2010

Sadie "Bear" Locke 11/17/94 to 1/8/10

Sadie was our family beagle. We got her and her sister Bessie when I was in the seventh grade. Supposedly Hannah got them for a Christmas present. We didn't end up keeping Bessie at our house too long, because two puppies and Otis made for too many dogs. Bessie went to live at my grandparents house.

Sadie was a true hound. She would follow her nose anywhere. This also meant that when given any opportunity to sniff her surroundings she'd take it. Many people throughout our neighborhood personally knew Sadie, because she would run away and they would end up finding her and calling us to come get her. Sadie loved walks. Even in her old age she'd transform into a puppy when she heard the word walk, or if she heard the closet door open where we kept her leash.

Sadie also liked food. She had a ritual with my grandma, where whenever she heard her come she'd run to get a few cookies.

For the past several months Sadie's health had been declining. She seemed to have something wrong with her stomach, perhaps cancer. She had gone deaf, and her legs would give out on her sporadically when she was walking. But, even when we were in Seattle for Christmas Sadie still had her frisky stints where she'd run around like a little puppy. We'll all miss Sadie (even Clave). She had a good long life. R.I.P Bear.


Pictures of Sadie walking in the pet parade around Eastlake in 2007.

A stroll in the park.

4 comments:

HaruMeetsWorld said...

oh little bear. we'll miss you! i like the tribute, emily.

frankncents said...

Sadie, we will miss seeing you walk down our block. That's a very seet entry, Emily.
-Katie, Sarah, and Olive

Lis said...

Sad. At least you guys got to see her recently. Losing a family pet is not fun. :-(

Mom said...

Such a nice tribute for the old girl. It seems quite strange with out her. I think I see her out of the corner of my eye from time to time and I start heading down the stairs before bed to let her out one last time. She had a good long life and was a good member of the family. There is a hole in my heart.