I Know I Never Posted This

I am sorry to those of you to whom I've already cried about this -- we had to put Dutch to sleep on the Friday of my garage sale. That afternoon, I came home and found him still laying where Doug had left him Friday morning. I think I am most upset that the poor dog suffered all day without anyone there.

My mother was bawling and called me to get me to come home because she could hear Dutch crying. I saw him and immediately burst into tears. I took all of the rest of Lia's Tiny Tots (really good treats) and sat on the floor hand feeding him every last one of them until Doug came home. He and Dad took him. They said it was sweet and that Dutch even licked Doug's face to tell him that it was okay.

He was a great dog who never hurt anyone. We miss him -- a lot. In my idea of Heaven, everyone we loved during our lives will be there -- Dutch is one of those and I'm certain that he is waiting for us in his own heaven where every bush is the perfect height for "watering" and there are cookies for him around every corner.