Today was a sad day. Today I had to make the decision to have my sweet girl, "Baby," euthanized. Baby was 13-years-old. Her black fur had turned gray, and she was completely blind. She also suffered from arthritis and dementia.
Today the vet said her kidneys were failing, and so we made the difficult decision nobody ever wants to have to make.
Although she was loved by everyone in my family, Baby and I had a special bond. When she was more spry, she would accompany me everywhere. If I had to work nights, I would take her with me. Even as late as last month, I often took her with me when we visited friends in South Carolina. She participated with my kids and I in obedience training and agility training. I have never met a dog more willing to please. She was happiest when she knew she was making us happy.
For years, Baby slept beside my bed at night and laid at my feet during the day. She followed me from room to room, never wanting to leave my side. She waited at the door for me to come home. She never treated me with indifference or anger, no matter my attitude or mood. In short, she was my best friend, and she will be forever missed.