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One day Tacha was in the back yard getting some fresh air. I recall attaching her to the chain and going back in the house. About 1 hour later, the neighbor was banging on my front door screaming, “Come get your dog, come get your dog, she’s chasing my dog around and ripping my screen door down.” I ran to the neighbors rescue to find that Tacha was no longer at the door. I went into the back yard and found Tacha calmly sitting in the same place I left her. I went to check her chain and sure enough it was broken. She really broke loose from her chain and found her way back once she knew she did something wrong. Tacha would also take advantage of people, especially when someone new was walking her. If a new person took Tacha out for her walks, she would literally drag them down the street- more so walking them. She would break away from her leash and freely run around, but she would always find her way home. Having a dog changed my life; I understand firsthand how and why people treat their pets like family. I see why being without them makes you sad and when they pass away you actually bereave their loss. Losing Tacha hurt so bad, I found myself crying when I saw other dogs and reminiscing about all of the above memories. I even contemplating buying another dog, but couldn’t bring myself to do it. Her presence in my life was so pure I can’t imagine attempting to replace her. Tacha brought joy and happiness everyday to my life, and she will always be my first animal
