The Sweetest Face

My beloved pound hound is gone.  Made the decision late last night as I lay with her on the bed.  Her breathing was labored. Occasional shakes. Knew her cancer ridden body was betraying her.  Called the vets office early and was there before they opened. Under the supervision of our caring vet, Dr. McCartney, she went to sleep. As was her nature she departed quietly and with grace. I miss you sweet face!!!