One of the saddest days in memory for me...

Let me start by saying that I'm sure this pales in comparison to some of you, who are having struggles I can't begin to understand right now. But since this is my journal, this is about me. Well, no, it is about my dog, Spanky. It's time. He turned 16 in February. We've had him nearly as long as we've been married. Today, we are taking him to the vet for the last time. More later...





I will probably post something a bit longer on this later, if I can. I would like to do a tribute with a brief history and some pics. Maybe it will help.