My friend Shelly and I lost a good friend today. He lived much longer than expected for his breed, but it seems the longer a member of your family is with you the harder it is to say goodbye. I know we did the humane thing by taking him to the vet. I know it would be selfish of us to keep him around just for our own comfort, but still there is a part of me that will always miss having him greet me when I came to visit. It didn’t matter where he was, it always seemed like he knew the sound of my voice and made it a point to come and be close to me. Teezee, you will be missed.
