My sister's dog, Bentley was put to sleep this morning. He had ruptured his spinal cord, and was in a lot of pain. My mom called to tell me and she was understandably upset, and now, as I sit here, it's very difficult for me to keep it together also. He was always such a happy dog, bouncing around. I guess that's why it's so hard when they go, because of how much joy they bring you when they're around, even as mad as you may get when they do something wrong, they give you that goofy smile, or wag their tail, it's so hard to stay mad. I'll miss him dearly.
