Albert was put to sleep about 10:00AM this morning. The vet, who had treated Albert since he was a puppy, agreed that it was time. They had barely started the injection when he died in my arms. He had been hanging on to live by a fingernail.
We brought him home and buried him near where the picture above was taken, overlooking a wooded pond on our property.
Our younger dog, Emma stayed with us while we worked. She also went to the vet with us and seems to be accepting the inevitable better than we are.
Thank God, we have two dogs, I could not have stood an empty house.
Thanks again to all of you for your blessings. Our families, local friends and all of you, my online friends, help make the load a little lighter.
Emma came into our lives 2 years after we got Albert and is in great health.