I didn't mean for the very first entry to be a sad one, but this is what's on my mind, very hard to get past it: I put my best friend of the last 12 years down today. Lame, blind and deaf, Sadie was around 14 yrs old. (I don't know for sure because she was a rescue dog.) Despite all that had gone wrong for her, she had the best attitude of any creature, human or otherwise, EVER. Full of love, nothing but love, she would have never ever have given up if it was up to her. I'm feeling mighty guilty... how do you know when the pain is really just too great? How can you know?
Her favorite pastime when she was younger and still had good legs was to sit in a chair by the pool, part of a daily ritual for several years running. I hope she's there now. RIP Sadie girl. I love you with all my heart.
Her favorite pastime when she was younger and still had good legs was to sit in a chair by the pool, part of a daily ritual for several years running. I hope she's there now. RIP Sadie girl. I love you with all my heart.
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