Today…
I have to take my terrier, Charlie, to the vet probably for the last time. He lost control of his rear legs over the weekend and cannot stand any more. I have had him since he was a pup, thirteen years ago and he has remained a puppy. Even now he tries to be active and follow me around but he can’t walk or even stand. By 11:00 am today I will have lost the best dog that I have ever owned. He used to corner baby possums in the kitchen corner in the summer and he loved to play fetch. He has been with me through some of the best and worst times of my life. Maybe the vet can give me some good news, but I doubt it. There was no good news from the vet. I had Charlie euthanized. He was my very good boy. He was always there to greet me and always playful. He was my happy, smiling dog and was faithful and loyal. I miss him terribly.  Here he is at Christmas a couple of years ago
Here is one I took of him last night.
Goodbye, Charlie, my wonder dog.