Please excuse my tears. I cannot see very well right now so if I type something wrong, I cannot help it. I have lost my best friend.
You have all seen my avatar, the little dog. That is Sandy. I found her one morning running in the middle of the road. I picked her up and took her home, then went to work. That evening the wife and I canvassed the neighborhood to see who lost her, but no one knew anything about her for blocks around. One lady, across from where I found her, said that people drop animals around there because across the street is a swamp. I kept her. Sweetest little dog I ever had.
At her last visit to the vet in August I was told she had an enlarged heart and that it was so big her lungs could not get enough air. We put her on medications. The prognosis was 6 months to a year.
When I got home today, I got down with her and petted her and talked to her, then went into my office for a few minutes. She came in and I got down with her again for a bit. She got up and went to the living room, then crawled into her bed. She had waited for me to get home from work to say goodbye.
She died today at 6 1/2 years old. Too young. Pardon me, I need a handkerchief.