Not your typical birthday....

Yesterday I turned FORTY-FIVE!!!!  I sure don't feel 45.  And according to Ryan it is still young.

Thanks son I must agree!

But yesterday was not a typical birthday for me.

I woke up, got dressed for the day and headed to the vet.  I headed to the vet to say goodbye to a very sweet, loyal and faithful friend of nine years.  My sweet Arthur.

March 2012....right about the time we thought he was going blind.

Arthur became very ill over the weekend.  Along with a laundry list of problems he had, this sudden illness was enough to take all quality of life away from him.

We knew on Sunday night what we were going to have to do.  We could not allow him to suffer any longer.

As hard as it was we had to say goodbye.  I know I did the right thing for him.  Many friends and family members have told me that too.  BUT man does it still hurt.

Yesterday at 5pm (his supper time) I turned to look for him because I knew it was time to feed him.  And throughout the evening I would catch myself looking for him in the house.  Even last night I woke up thinking I heard him moving around.

Only time heals a broken heart.  And it will take some time.

“The dog is the most faithful of animals and would be much esteemed were it not so common. Our Lord God has made His greatest gifts the commonest.” 

~Martin Luther