An Event that changed my life

An event that changed my life was when my sister's dog died. He was in the family for years, before i was born. We always kept him outside in the backyard. Everytime I fought with my parents or felt leftout, I would always go outside and sit with the dog. He was always lonely, I could tell everytime he looked at me. He had sad, lonely eyes, but yet he looked happy too, because he wagged his tail everytime he saw someone.

He practically lived in the backyard, we never really let him in. My dad didn't want him inside. That dog didn't really live a good life, he would've lived longer if we would've taken care of him. My dad would always joke around and say the dog died. I didn't think it was funny. One day, October 31, 2005 i came home from school, and again, my dad said that the dog had died. I didn't believe him at first until i saw him myself. I ran downstairs and to the backyard. I saw him inside the garage, just lying there. His eyes were open but there was no movement. I touched him, and he was as cold as ice.

I couldn't believe that he was dead. My eyes started to get watery, until i finally started sobbing. Dad went to upstairs to my sister to tell her that her dog was dead. She went downstairs and stayed with him for at least an hour. I left, i couldn't see him like that. My sister kept his collar and i kept his leash. I regret my dad ever getting that dog in the first place. I don't know how to take care of animals, and yet, i still don't.