Your My Poodle My Only Poodle
by Kymberlee Murphy Locklear
Poodles was her name,I had to put here to sleep on the 4th of December 2017. (cancer) She was about 15. It was the hardest thing I have ever done. let me tell you our story how she came to me. My niece Sarah saw here running down the street, she had a rope around her neck that she chewed through. You could tell she was being not treated very good. Sarah had her for a month or so and gave her to my sister and my other niece Steph. When my sister would come over and visit me she had Poodles with her. So I got to know her, she was a very sweet toy poodle. Well one day my sister called me and said she had to go out of town and couldn't bring Poodles with her, and asked if I could watch her for a week or so, and I said yes I would. Well she brought her over and she was the sweetest little toy poodle, about three of four days later I called my sister and told her you are not getting her back. My sister laughed and said"sis you bit hook line and sinker, that is what we were hoping you would say. That was about 7 years ago. My poodles was my world I did not go anywhere without her,If she could not go in any where I was going, I didn't go in. I miss her so much. She touched a place in my heart that even a person could not touch. I had her pic tattooed on my right arm. My husband and son miss her as well. Everybody that knew Poodles was sadden about her passing. Poodles I love you and miss you so very much.