Yesterday we had to put our dog, Dover down. It was a pretty emotional day for the family and I don't know if we have processed it fully but we are working on it as a family. I have lost a lot of pets since I was a kid and have had to sit through a few veterinarian euthanasias but this was the hardest one that I can remember. 

We got Dovey from the SPCA almost five years ago. He had been mistreated and they had spent a lot of money on veterinarian treatment to get him fixed up. We understood all of that when we got him and as he was getting a bit slower we talked about how we were lucky to have been able to spend this time with him but we weren't prepared for the stroke/neurological event that incapacitated him the other night or the vet visit the next morning.

I don't have much left in me but I don't ever regret rescuing a dog with a lot of baggage. This is the third one for me and once you get past the obvious, and not so obvious emotional troubles, they always have a way of reaching into our hearts. Maybe it's because we all have emotional scars and we see that they don't try and hide theirs as we do. It's just all out there for us to love.

Peace and Happiness