God, I loved this dog. She was my baby. I didn’t care what the lads said or how badly they slagged me off over her name. Sookie was my girl, loyal to a fault, and I loved the shite out of her. It was a good thing she couldn’t talk, because the old girl knew more about my shit than anyone else on this planet. Those big brown doe eyes always got to me, and the little white beard around her mouth always pulled at my heartstrings. I didn’t understand how people could hurt any animals, but especially dogs. They were too good for us. Humans didn’t deserve the love and loyalty dogs gave them.
