Contributed by: filbert Saturday, January 28 2006 @ 11:34 AM CST
I had to put my dog Biscuit to sleep last week. She was a fifteen-year-old whippet and the sweetest dog in the world. She’d been slowing down for years though, and had gotten to the point where she could barely navigate the stairs to get to her doggie door downstairs. Probably blind in one eye, and losing her hearing, things were generally going downhill for the old dog. It was time to let her go. I miss her.