A sad day

Last Wednesday was a sad day for my family. We had to say goodbye to one of our beloved dogs. His name was Woody. He was 14 years old. As a puppy he was a rich dark red color. When he got older he turned into a lighter shade of red. In his last years of life he started to go bald. He also lost his eye sight & hearing. I know there a some who don't understand how people can get attached to animals but I certainly do. This was one of the hardest things I've had to do in a long time. He's not the first dog I've had to put down, & at that, it still wasn't very easy to do. As with my other dog, I held him as he went to sleep. I'm not sure what was harder to bear, watching him go or watching my children grieve.