I feel the need to write this. I guess I haven't really had the courage or strength to really talk about losing Scooter but I can only hope this will make me feel a little bit better. I know nothing can ever replace Scooter, but I can sure honor him. Scooter Lee Warren was beloved first & only dog who lived, what I'd like to call, a very good life. He was born on March 27, 1998 from a litter of about seven puppies. These puppies, along with the mother, were found beneath a tree at Bear Chase Golf Course [or whatever it was called back then] by the animal shelter. About four weeks later, my parents decided I [a 5 year old] was ready to adopt a dog. My mom and I set out for the animal shelter to see what was available. Upon arriving, I climbed out of the car and dashed for the cages to meet eyes with a darling beagle, puppy mix. From there on out, my familiy & I knew he was the dog for us. That Saturday, my father & I went to pick up the puppy & bring him to his new home. It was an adventure to get that puppy to sit still on the way home because he was eager to get out and play and explore. When we arrived home, he sat in our kitchen staring blankly at us, cocking his head from side to side. "So, what should we name him?" my mom asked us. There was silence. "Scooter!" I exclaimed. My mom and dad exchanged puzzled looks. "Really, sweetie?" my dad looked at me. "Yeah!" I was determined this puppy's name was going to be Scooter, and by golly, it was. Scooter was very unique considering he was diagnosed with diabetes around age seven. My father administered shots to him each day with a certain amount of insulin. During the weekend of July 18, 2009, Scooter's condition greatly deteriorated. I had the thought pop into my mind that the end was near, but I rejected it and pushed the thought away. It was the roughest weekend of my life for multiple reason. The hardest thing to do is to watch someone you love suffer in pain and agony. On the early morning of July 20, 2009, Scooter Lee Warren was put to rest. It was a very rough day, but we continued on with the thought in our mind of knowing he was at peace now. My family & I miss Scooter day in & day out, but the days can only get easier. We know he's watching over us.
