Well, today is a sad day for me. This morning as we were taking Sandea out, she passed away.
This sickness came so abruptly, and I hoped she was on the mend - see this post. But, in all reality she was slipping, and I knew it.
We had her only 9 short months, as we found her as a stray, but I can't believe how much joy and fun she brought to our family. Her previous owners, whoever those idiots may be, really missed out on enjoying such a loving dog.
We knew this day was coming since she came to us in bad shape. Like I have said before, when you get a dog you're setting yourself up for heartbreak. It's a shame they don't last as long as humans and their time with us is so short.
It's weird how things are suddenly so different in the matter of just an hour. These are the parts of life that suck. Never fun, never easy.
It's so cliche to say, but at least she's not suffering anymore. She can finally be happy again. She will be buried up on a family friend's farm with one of our other dogs, Luther.
I am so thankful that we brought her into our home. Now every time there is a thunderstorm I will think of her. I had talked about it here.
Everything happens for a reason and there is a reason that we were lucky enough to have her be a part of us. I know that we gave her the best year of her life and that makes me happy.
Goodbye, sweet girl. I will miss you.