It wasn’t uncommon for this to happen. In fact it was as almost like clockwork. Every morning when she could no longer handle her hunger, she would hop into bed and kiss me.

A wet, slobbery kiss.

Sadie was a gorgeous black lab. She was four years old and had the energy of a puppy but the personality of the oldest dog that had ever lived.

She protected me by barking at strangers at the door and then hid behind my legs.

There was no five second rule at my house. Sadie would get it be for it hit the ground.

She still sleeps in my bed.

But I love Sadie. She is my best friend.