Yesterday my family had to put my dog down. My baby girl Dot is no more. (Please, just for today, put aside your beliefs and convince me that all dogs go to heaven.) Through really unfortunate circumstances, the decision was made that this way was the best. Every cell in my body disagrees with any logic or reason at this point on this decision but what's done is done.
She was such a good girl, always there with her beautiful blue eyes and smiling dog-face. We stopped tying Dot up after a while and she was such a good girl about staying home. She was always hanging out with her people. The more people that showed up the more she limped...people can't resist giving attention to a pathetic dog...we all laughed when people got suckered in.
I am going to miss her listening ears, quiet soul and her general presence around the backyard. I miss her so much.
I won't bore you with my never ending dog stories, but you should know she made such an impact on our family. She was there through first years of colleges and weddings and vacations. She was always there, always waiting and happy to see us when we came home.
So before I get too sappy or mushy or emotional I should wrap this up with some pictures and the simple hope that Dot is so happy in heaven and there's lots of red truck beds for her to ride around in with her four perfect legs and a very happy heart.
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| ok...that's being a little uncooperative |
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| I was always trying to add Dot to family pictures but she always wrecked them...embarrassing...'shut your legs, Dot' or 'Dot, be a lady, were common phrases at our house. |
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| so glad she could be a part of our wedding day |
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| Loved chasing balls, but never returning them... |
