Tuesday, February 3, 2015

A good dog and a hard day

Today I came home and found that my dog, Mandy, had died.  I knew today was coming because she was old.  I figured about 15.  We got her when she was about 10 weeks old from the animal shelter.  She had been getting skinnier over the past few months and had a really hard time walking.  She was a good dog and had a good life.

Today was just a hard day.

4 comments:

tpott said...

I'm so sorry for your loss. 15 seems like a long time when you say it but, when you are with your dog they're your family it goes by so quickly. My Sandy is 14 we rescued each other when she was 5, I treasure our time together. Her health is not the best in the last month and a half. I hope you find peace in your memories of Mandy. Toni Anne

Crickets Corner said...

So sorry. It's so hard to lose one of our furry family members after they have been with us for such a long time. Take comfort in the memories and the fact that you each brought something special to the others life. Rina

Farm Quilter said...

I am so sorry for the loss of your beloved Mandy. Our furry family members will remain in our hearts and memories forever. They add so much to our lives with their unconditional love and acceptance, only asking for food, some scratching and a walk occasionally. To me, they are a small representation of God's love for us. I pray that your grief will be tempered with the knowledge that the love you shared with Mandy was eagerly received and reciprocated. Love like that never dies.

Michele T said...

So sorry for your loss. Take care!