Today kind of sucked actually...
My dad shot my dog today. She's been sick so....I guess that pretty much explains it. She was walking in circles, and falling down the stairs, and rolling her eyes in the back of her head like some crazy rock band's lead singer. I saw her last week when I was in North Carolina and she seemed pretty out of it the whole time. At least I got to give her some cute puppy loving before she died. Harley was about 9. We got her as a puppy when lady, our other black lab, was hit by a car. She was about 9 also. The problem with labs is around 8 or so their hips start to give out and they get really arthritic. Now all they have is Dixie...a yellow lab who I really don't care about because she isn't my dog. Yeah, she's cute, but she also likes to lick your face and ears when you're trying to sleep. Then there's Sissy, a Walker coon dog who lives outside and just likes to hide under the dog house. I think the most I saw of her last week was her tail. Lol.
I'm going to miss my puppy. :(