Macy Lou Kingrey

Hush a bye and goodnight,
In the sky stars are bright,
While roses in bloom,
Gently fragrance the room.
Close your eyes now and rest,
May your slumber be blessed.
Close your eyes now and rest,
May your slumber be blessed.

Hush a bye have no fear,
Little angels are near.
Ere watch they will keep,
While my Macy's asleep.
Dream the dark night away,
'Til God's Son brings new day.
Dream the dark night away,
'Til God's Son brings new day.

Dear Macy,
When we met you, you were just a 6 month old adorable mutt rescued from the streets and being cared for by a sweet college student, Emily was her name, in Maumelle, Arkansas. We were looking for a perfect companion for our dear Clyde since we had just moved from the country to the city and we were both working full-time. We loved you instantly, including Clyde! He chased you around Emily's back yard and you had the best time together. We new that you were perfect for our family.
We took you home and played fetch with you. Clyde taught you how to play "Keep Away" with your favorite bone. And when we would pass out treats to the two of you, Clyde would gobble his up, but you would bury yours along the privacy fence saving it for later. We laughed each time you ran off with your treat because we knew exactly what you were about to do.
You had a personality all your own. You were sweet, prissy, and a little finicky. You absolutely LOVED attention and took every opportunity to place your head beneath our hands. You were spunky and loved everything about life. And the way you pranced across the lawn was enough to put a smile on anyone's face.
When we moved here to Mountain Home, it was hard for you to adjust at first. However, you quickly recovered and became anxious to explore your new surroundings. Several times we had to retrieve you and Clyde from having escaped the back yard fence. Eventually, we let you both run free once a day. You would run far and away, teasing cattle and horses, and always returning home for supper. Sometimes you'd come home with a fresh bone from a carcass of some sort, usually a dear.
Austin, your favorite person, arrived on the scene in July. You treated him as if he were your own. You loved on him, licked him, and sat by him every time we came outside. I knew right away that you would be best friends. I imagined you and him running through the fields by our house and playing "Keep Away" like you used to do with Brett and me. How I wish you were still here to give Austin some "lovins."
I regret the day we decided to get you spayed, for it was the day we chose your death. You pranced happily into the Vet's office, not knowing that you would be a paraplegic the following day. We were upset to find that you had lost feeling in your hind legs and tail the day after the surgery. And we cried when 3 veterinarians told us that there was nothing more we could do for you except medicate you and hope for the best. You were never the same. Your demeanor was changed. You were no longer the spunky Macy we grew to love so unconditionally. Our hearts were broken. It hurt to see you struggling, dragging your hind legs across the back yard just to get a drink of water.
Our decision to take your life, in order to give you happiness was not a difficult one to make, seeing you depressed and helpless like you were the last few days of your life. We knew that you would never be as happy as you once were. We also knew that you would be well taken care of in heaven.
Daddy had a dream about you the other night. You had at last returned to your home in Heaven and you were so happy and so beautiful! Your coat of fur was exquisite, shiny, and perfect. You were prancing around so daintily like you had done here on Earth. You pranced over to Daddy smiling and sat right in front of him, like you wanted a treat.
Macy, we will see you again and I promise that when we do, we'll play a very long game of "Keep Away". I miss you terribly! May God bless and keep you.

Love,

Mama