im terribly sorry to hear about your dog, tk. and now... i know how it feels.
chrisie was going to live, but she was going to live a miserable life compared to what she could have had. one of her legs had shattered and she wouldnt be able to walk again. we all went down to the vet and they put her to sleep. i know that i cried. my sister cried too. my brother had to leave the room he was so upset.
i think that this was the best way... i certainly would rather be dead than live my life totally crippled. and she was just a little one too... barely a year old. but we always made sure that she knew she was loved. every day when i came home from work i was greeted with a flying mass of lassy-dog and ten thousand licks. shed play around when we were happy, and shed curl up with me when i was sad. and most nights i found her sitting patiently at the end of my bed or hiding somewhere in my fort.
i wish i could have had more time with her... maybe if i didnt trade walking chores for cleaning the kitchen this wouldnt have happened. but what can i do right now? as the lsogan on the site that greeted me today said, 'it is literally impossible to go back in time.' what has happened, happened. i should grieve, then move on and keep her in my heart.
for now its too soon to get another canine companion. we would all feel like she was being replaced. chrisie wasnt like the fish we had before, where when they died you can just scoop them out and flush 'em and get some new ones. chrisie was a part of our lives, and she will be dearly missed.