Well, I just had to do the hardest thing I have ever had to do.
Abby was our 13 year old bassett hound. She was a great dog that just loved us and all she wanted to do was be near us. When I would get home from work, when no one had even realized or didn't care, she would every time come running with her tail wagging like crazy.
Good friends don't just happen one day that you decide you want one. They are built on experiences, time, laughter, crying, and love. We have already decided to get another dog because mainly the kids will get over it more easily. I will get over the pain of not seeing her beside our bed every morning, or always bringing something home to her from eating dinner out because I know she loves steak or chicken.
The thought of starting this whole thing over again is really exausting right now but, everything tells me it is the right thing to do. She was such a beautiful spirit and I don't know if we will be as lucky with any other dog. Anybody that has this ahead of them, know that you will get thru the procedure itself. It is a very peaceful process and the people at the vets know and understand what you are going thru. Just don't let the dog suffer too long. I persisted in prayer that God would tell me when the time was right and it was like a slap in the face is how obvious it was.
I will never forget my Abby girl and I love and miss her dearly. Thanks for listening