Family will miss its Hazel, the little dog that loved them

April 25, 2008 11:18 pm

— For Hazel, the little dog who loved for the oldest sisters to ask for a dance and who knew that wearing tutu’s and a hair bow was part of the gig. “This is Hazel. She’s a scruffy little pound dog and she loves to run like a banshee on the beach,” our proud oldest daughter would say. Hazel, the dog that would beg for a game of soccer or football with the kids on the block, who would grab our big dog’s tail just for the ride and who was always ready for a kiss whether you were or not. The dog that warmed herself into my husband’s heart and then won herself a place next to him in bed. Today, Monday, April 21st, I sit here in misery knowing that your happy face will not be greeting us in the morning, that you will not be keeping our daughter company in quiet time, that you’ll never be pacing around the tub waiting for your turn and that you will never again snuggle behind me in my chair.
For the owner of the black truck who, at 6 tonight, drove past the private property sign because your curiosity was more important, who didn’t stop for her and left her family there in shock, you will never know the sadness you’ve caused.
Hazel, this year’s Dorothy costume will not be complete. We love and miss you.
Corey Groendyke
Enid