Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Well today ended up being a pretty terrible day. I got the news this morning around 9 that my dad had to put the family dog down. While this was very expected, it's still very hard to deal with. Silver was 15 years young. He was an amazing dog, pretty much like a little brother. He was good to me when I was growing up and he was good to my Allie the first 3 years of her life.

About two weeks ago Silver came down with something. He started acting like he wasn't feeling well. He usually does this about once a month. He gets into something, his stomach hurts for a couple days, and then he's back to normal. This time he just wasn't shaking what ever it was. Dad noticed he had a large bump on the side of his mouth so he took him into the vet thinking he got bit by something (the dog loved the woods and was always being attacked and sprayed by some sort of animal). The vet took one look at him and knew right away that he had mouth cancer. I was hoping that wasn't the case at all, but over the next two weeks, it just got worse and worse.

I hate that he's gone, but I hated seeing him as sick as he was even more. He was my little buddy. The cutest dog I've ever seen. While it sucks really bad that he's gone forever, I know it's best. I would never want my Silver Dog to suffer. He gave us amazing memories. He was a huge part of our family and I know we'll be talking about him forever.


  1. awww sorry for your loss....I think this is why i don't want pets...I see a lot of my friends and family having to do make big decisions about their pets and it breaks my heart!

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