It's hard to say goodbye
This is not an easy day for me, to say the least. Today my dog, my baby, Maggie, passed away.
She has been very sick for the past few months, slowly getting older as all of us do, and it finally came to a point where it would be cruel of us to keep her alive for much longer with the suffering she was enduring. So today, she went in to the vet, and surrounded by my mom, dad, and little brother, she quietly went to sleep.
She's been in my family for almost thirteen years, more than half of my lifetime, and has been there through all our big moments and moves and hard times. In a very real way, she was another family member to us, and we love her more than anything. I think it always hits us hardest when a pet is taken from us, because it is amazing how much love and laughter they bring into our lives, and even how much closer we become with each other because of them. They teach us about love and friendship and selflessness, and loyalty, above everything else.
She will be missed so much, but I'm happy she's in a better place now and doesn't have to hurt anymore.
I love you, Maggie. Rest in peace.
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