Sad Morning.

Ladies and Gentleman..
This is a sad one, and I am going to type has much as I can with out crying so hard, I can;t see anything..

My dog, B.B. passed away sometime in the night. We knew her life was drawing to a close, but, it doesn'thit, til you know there is nothing more to do.

We have had this dog for 15 years, my brother and I were maybe 3, almost 4 and we lived in the country, and we saw ths dog wondering, and we were OBESESSED with animals, and of course my mom said we could keep her. She was the greatest dog you would seriously want for your family. She has brought us so much joy.

She gave us two liters of puppies and always made s smile. I feel like a different version of marley and me!

We knew that this summer/winter was going to be her last, but somewhere inside me, I was hoping that maybe he would somehow get better. She was so old, her black fur turning into white, She had arthritus, and could barely walk up and down the stairs outside.

I feel so bad now, because she would come in to be put in the laundry room, to get out of the heat, and she would whine, because she being this HUGE dog, wated to be a lap dog like our little puppies, I would always yell at her and tell her to shut up and sto whining.. Even going as far as putting her outside back in the heat, so I didn't have to hear her. I would take that back in a second.. If only I could hear her whine.. One more time.

I have been through so much with her. Whenever, I had a fight with a friend, or a boyfriend, she was always the one that I would go to. I would sit outside  and just think and she wouold come walking up to me, putting her nose under my arm, so I would hold her, but in reference she was actually holding me. I know that souunds silly, but when you know a dog for 15 years, you really start to thik of them as your family.

We have this HUGE fenced in backyard, and whenever my mom gardens, B.B. would follow her around.. B.B. LOVED my mom, and my mom loved B.B.. Don't know how I could ever replace her.. I probably won't.

Something just hit me last night, and I knew she was going to die. She had no control of her bowels, and she was lying on her stomach, with her feet spread out, she was breathing will crazy, kind of rapid and kind of slow at the same time. I just went in the laundry room where she was staying and I just layed down next to her and just petted her and told her I loved her. and then she died a few hours later.

I know, I know.. This sounds sappy and sad, But B.B. was my favorite dog in the whole world, and who doesn't cry when their animal dies? SICK PEOPLE!!

R.I.P. B.B
I will post pictures later!
XOXO
Emily.