katie was a great dog and she had a great life she was a pure bred saint bernard and a beauitful one too.there was a add in the paper and my dad saw it so he took his too daughters and went to checkher out.whatwas amazing is she growled at my dad but not at my sisters sure my dad had second thoughts but he brought katie home for a week which he though .And when he brought katie home my mom had a fit but then when she saw how gentle and caring katie was there probly wasnt adout  in her mind she wouldnt want too not keep her.after a couple of years my relationshipwith her got stronger.i remember her when i was little i would lay on her stomach and just take a nap and she wouldnt care.and when i was little i would sometimes torment her like play with ears ride on her back and pretend she was a horsey or just really anything and she wouldnt mind (and i was little then). but as i was older so was katie and thats when the day she died i remeber my mom picked me up from school and really didnt even say anything and thats when she told me that she died i didnt known what to say and when i told my sister she was balling.Because i knew she lost one of her best friends too.i dont known how she died because my parents thught it maybe was a tick she got or maybe cancer.(im not sure) but thats when my dad took katie  to the docters but she died before he got there .not only was she my best friend but my dog and i will love her foreverand now i known what its like to lose a best friend love you katie claire