story's and other things to tell

Well this is my first short story ever in English. I am a little bit shiverisch and i realy dont know if it will be mij last.
Oke. Here it comes.

I would like to tell about a dog named Noussie. Noussie was a verry kind, scared, shy dog. She was about six or seven years old when i met her. She was the kind of dog that would touch your hart immediatly. She was all curled up looking verry scared but also hopefull at me and yes i was lost in those beautifull brown eyes. I opend my arms and hart and she just walked right in both without any hasytation. My life has been so much better with Noussie in it. I really wouldn't miss any second off it. She needed lots off love, patients and kindness. She was, well words cant tell how wonderfull and sweet she was. Shure somtimes it was difficult cause like every human person i do also sometimes can get verry angry. Iff you get angry and get loud and you see your dog looking very scared because off that, and try's to get under a chair or anything else. Wel than iff you love your dog like i loved mine you'll know how much pain that can cause you. Yes i learned to be verry patient and whenever i got angry and i needed to get loud i just went into the garden untill the bad mood as i described was over. She was worth it. The day i had to say farewell to Noussie was one off the saddest day's of my live. She is no longer here but i still can feel her in my hart.