You don't know what you got 'till it's gone.

14 years was a long time for her to live. She gave us many wonderful memories and laughs. She became part of the family instantly and I never thought I'd see the day where we'd have to say goodbye. I miss her little cries when it started to rain, the massive greetings we'd recieve when we got home, a friend to talk to when no one would listen. However, I do not miss the amount of pain she was in. She took a turn for the worst last night, and we finally had to accept the fact that she had to go. I sure didn't want to believe it. My mom had said before I left for work this morning that she thought she was gonna take Sheeba in cause she had a bad night. I knew when she meant, but didnt want to even acknowledge it. When I got home I went straight to the porch doors like I always do to greet her, but her bed was gone. I opened the doors, looked in her little house, nothing. Looked out into the yard by the big tree, apple tree, shed, nothing. Worst feeling.
"You don't know what you got 'till it's gone" - so true. You always felt safe with Sheeba, like nothing would harm you, and nothing ever did. I hope all the other dogs she's meeting are playing nice and all I wish is that she is free of pain, and maybe one day we'll be free of the pain we faced today with the loss of Sheebs. Love you girl.

:*(