Rip my sweet girl...

This is a post that's really hard to write. Wednesday I took Jeopardy to the vet, a friend went with me to pick her up and down since she couldn't jump in the van. (hubby was working a project with no time off) I knew she was bad, and i was prepared for bad news but i was NOT prepared for what i had to do. She was in severe kidney failure, the vet suspected a tumor but there was so much fluid in the xray he really couldn't see one. But it didn't matter, it was a matter of days or maybe weeks at the most. The Canadian made the decision...i couldn't do it. But i did have to be with her , it was very peaceful. Needless to say I am devastated, and hubby is even worse than i am, she was devoted to him and followed him everywhere. He feels awful he wasn't there with her.

Ive said it before but death sucks. I am so not good at dealing with this.

Later