A Very Bad Day.

Today was one of the worst days we’ve ever had as a family.

Today we had to put our beloved dog Vinnie down.

We are devastated, but I am very glad I had the foresight to get one last photo of Vinnie with the kids last night just in case.


Vinnie was the very best dog. He was so good. I made sure he heard that over and over as he faded away. I thanked him for everything he had done for us as a family and for me, personally. That dog was by my side while I learned to be a stay-at-home mom, he was at my side as I learned to run, and he protected us all from deliverymen and Jehovah’s Witnesses.

Damned if that isn’t a great dog.

This was the hardest decision Greg and I have made, and it was the hardest 30 minutes we’ve spent. We have mostly come to terms with the idea that it was the best decision for Vinnie, but yesterday I clutched at straws, spending hours searching the internet for help, for a way out, for something to convince us there was an alternative.

One person’s experience really resonated with me: “It was one last favor we could do for our friend.”

I think he was right.

But I miss my dog.

So much.

One thought on “A Very Bad Day.

  1. Cynthia Schon

    So sorry to read this sad news; he was indeed a very good dog. You absolutely did the right thing for him, but it is still so hard. Hang in there, and remind yourself that he isn’t suffering any more.

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