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This is a very special character to me. This is a gijinka (human) version of our dog when I was a baby. My parent's got a Golden Retriever puppy a few months before I was born.

Her full name is "Lady Candy Minnesin". "Minnesin" is Cherokee for "peninsula" (since we lived in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan and there was no word in Cherokee for "candy") that my Dad found in an extremely old dictionary at the library where we lived. Ironically the dictionary was always locked behind glass and the day after he look through it he came back and they said no one's allowed to touch the dictionary since its so old. He was very lucky to have accidentally been allowed to look through it in the first place, and so the story of her name is really quite interesting to me.

Sadly, Candy died when I was about 6 years old. She had an extremely bad case of skin cancer and other medical problems. We took her all the way down to Michigan State University which is well known for its Veterinary school. They told us we could do surgery but she would be almost completely blind and deaf afterwords. My parents took the weekend to think about it and took her up north to my Grammie's house. While there, Candy sat in the corner of the room and never moved. This was extremely odd since she was very active while up there normally. That's when my parent's realized they couldn't bear to see her in this pain and depression. So we had to put her down.

While growing up she was a lot like a big sister to me. It sounds odd to say that about a dog but to me its very true. She protected me and was constantly by my side. As an infant she would sleep under my crib and if I started crying she would go downstairs and bark at my parents' to come check on me. And when I was placed in the swing she would sleep underneath it, but only if I was in the swing. She and I were very close. When we had to put her down I cried for a week. I still do sometimes when I'm falling asleep. My Dad is still surprised when he remembers her at just how protective of me she was. She did things my Dad had never trained her and it stunned him.

I changed her name's spelling to "Kandi" because it would get confusing if I kept writing "Candy" instead. I remember when I was 10 years old I got a golden retriever plushie from my Aunt for Christmas. It was so cute and had a little blue collar on it too. As soon as I opened the present and saw it I started crying. I still have that plushie and I keep it close to me all the time. That little plushie has wiped away a lot of my tears over these 13 years and I always keep her memory very close.

This description has gotten to be rather long but for me this picture has stirred those feelings and I just had to get those memories down. I LOVE YOU CANDY!!!

Art/Candy-Kandi (c)

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Full profile information for this OC is in my journal entry here ...

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This is a very special character to me. This is a gijinka (human) version of our dog when I was a baby. My parent's got a Golden Retriever puppy a few months before I was born.

Her full name is "Lady Candy Minnesin". "Minnesin" is Cherokee for "peninsula" (since we lived in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan and there was no word in Cherokee for "candy") that my Dad found in an extremely old dictionary at the library where we lived. Ironically the dictionary was always locked behind glass and the day after he look through it he came back and they said no one's allowed to touch the dictionary since its so old. He was very lucky to have accidentally been allowed to look through it in the first place, and so the story of her name is really quite interesting to me.

Sadly, Candy died when I was about 6 years old. She had an extremely bad case of skin cancer and other medical problems. We took her all the way down to Michigan State University which is well known for its Veterinary school. They told us we could do surgery but she would be almost completely blind and deaf afterwords. My parents took the weekend to think about it and took her up north to my Grammie's house. While there, Candy sat in the corner of the room and never moved. This was extremely odd since she was very active while up there normally. That's when my parent's realized they couldn't bear to see her in this pain and depression. So we had to put her down.

While growing up she was a lot like a big sister to me. It sounds odd to say that about a dog but to me its very true. She protected me and was constantly by my side. As an infant she would sleep under my crib and if I started crying she would go downstairs and bark at my parents' to come check on me. And when I was placed in the swing she would sleep underneath it, but only if I was in the swing. She and I were very close. When we had to put her down I cried for a week. I still do sometimes when I'm falling asleep. My Dad is still surprised when he remembers her at just how protective of me she was. She did things my Dad had never trained her and it stunned him.

I changed her name's spelling to "Kandi" because it would get confusing if I kept writing "Candy" instead. I remember when I was 10 years old I got a golden retriever plushie from my Aunt for Christmas. It was so cute and had a little blue collar on it too. As soon as I opened the present and saw it I started crying. I still have that plushie and I keep it close to me all the time. That little plushie has wiped away a lot of my tears over these 13 years and I always keep her memory very close.

This description has gotten to be rather long but for me this picture has stirred those feelings and I just had to get those memories down. I LOVE YOU CANDY!!!

Art/Candy-Kandi (c)