Niki 1995 - 2012
I was at a low time in life when my mother suggested that we take a drive to the local shelter. We looked at the dogs but none really caught my attention.
I saw a little black puppy curled up in the corner. I asked to see her. The attendant told me that she was six months old and the runt of the litter. She was not doing well, they did not expect her to survive. We took her out to the grass and she just stayed there.
I walked over to my mom and told her that I wasn't sure if I was wanted a dog that they did not expect to survive. As I was talking, Niki got up and came over and sat on my foot. I walked away and sat on a bench. She, once again, walked to me and sat on my foot. Although I wasn't sure, apparently she was. So I took a chance.
She was a mess and I was a mess. Niki was recovering from Kennel Cough, Mange, and malnutrition. I was recovering from a drug addiction and the issues that brings. We were perfect for each other. It took us about a year to straighten out our issues, but formed a bond that I will never forget.
I took a chance on a small puppy that wasn't expected to see her first birthday. Well, sweet girl, you lived 17 years. On May 26, 2012, my beloved Niki's kidneys failed and I had to say goodbye to my closest friend. I am devastated but I will cherish the memories.
Niki, my sweet girl, I can't thank you enough for picking me. I am a better person for it.