I had to make the most difficult decision of my life yesterday. I put down my 13 1/2 year old German Shepherd Freya. Luckily she was herself and vibrant until the last 24 hours despite her age and the suffering was short. Even as late as last week she was still chasing tennis balls.
I sit here going through my pictures of her and the sense of loss is so great. The memories come flooding back. The tears flow. The house seems so empty. Nothing will be the same. She is missed.