Emma and Matt grew up together! They really loved each other!
The kids and Emma and another dog we had for a little while.
What a little angel face!!
Emma loved laying under the kitchen table when she was little. I think all the noise and action in the house sometimes scared her and she felt a little safer under there.
Emma was Jenn's 4-H dog! They won a purple ribbon at Hayes County. Here she was giving her a bath so she would be even more beautiful before the contest.
Jennifer and Emma. Jenn is watching TV but Emma was watching her plate!!
Emma and Peter. Emma would sleep in Pete's room lots of times.I know many people don't get attached to animals, they are for work or whatever. But we had had Emma Jean since Matt was maybe 2 and he is 15 now. She was the sweetest dog ever. She wasn't mean, she loved people. She hated the 4th of July and thunderstorms! She would hide during each one until all the noise was over! I remember one summer the tornado sirens were going off and we were gathering up to go to the cellar. Matt had Emma and when we got out to the cellar door, she was scared and jumped out of his arms and took off running. Matt started running after her. I yelled at him to come back while trying to get the others down the cellar steps. He came back with Emma, crying, saying he couldn't just let her die. That was how we all felt about Emma. She was the our pet, cuddler, playmate, confidante, family.
Emma had surgery 2 years ago because we found a lump. Steve Pollman sent it in and it was cancerous. He didn't think she would last long. But she kept on going. She stayed with us another 2 years. Still playing with us, "helping" me in the garden, loving us unconditionally even as life got busier and less time was spent with her. Wednesday night we came home from Awana's and knew she didn't have long left. Pete and I cuddled with her for quite a while. Matt kept saying that she was just cold and once she warmed up she would be fine (denial). It was very late and Emma was lying on Pete's coat. We all needed to get to bed. Pete carried Emma to his room on his coat and laid her down in her favorite spot to sleep. The next morning I went in to wake him up and check on her and she was gone. I had to call Jenn and tell her over the phone. She tried not to cry on the phone when I told her. Neither of the boys went to school that day. They said they didn't feel good, but I think they were mourning the loss of a dear loved one. I believe that God will have dogs in heaven and so we will see you again Emma, but until then we will miss you very much.
