Facing one of the saddest days in years

[krashkart]

Our old greyhound Hutch is getting on in years. I had him out for a walk last summer when his hind legs just gave out from under him. He had some trouble getting back up and I almost had to reach down to help him. Ended up with tears rolling out all over the place because something instinctive told me that he won't be much longer for the world. And it just plain sucks. One day he's strong and the next, all of a sudden, he's weak and frail and you just know it's not gonna be much longer. But he's still puttering along and enjoying life with no obvious pain bothering him. So every day he has left is a day I spend as much time as I can with him. I don't want our loyal ol' trooper to go, but that's the way the cookie crumbles.

It's hard to lose our buddies. But there's always something good/funny/whatever about that dog of yours that you will remember. Eventually the sadness fades away, and eventually there will be another dog in your life that makes you laugh your ass off, and alles ist gut again.