Yesterday morning, we had to put one of my dogs down.
It was a sudden thing. With almost no warning, her body just gave out.
She had a full and great life. She turned 15 years old last June. So, in dog years, she was something like 106 years old. She was very much loved and gave us back a ton of love in return.
My wife and I knew that this day would be coming, eventually. Not too many medium sized dogs make it to fifteen. But, we were still very sad yesterday – and still are today.
My kids, who are eight and ten, are very upset. This dog has been with them for their whole life.
We got another dog when they were two and four. And, he’s still with us – and is a wonderful dog. And, that helps them now. But, it doesn’t change the pain they are dealing with at this time.
In any event, it was great that the Yankees won yesterday…in the fashion that they did it. Last night, as their bed time approached, was very difficult for the kids with everything that went on that day. The shock of everything was really taking root. And, for my son, our younger child, the game was a good distraction (at times).
So, thanks, Yanks – even more than usual – for the win.