RIP Stacy ...

My parents had to make the hard decision to put our family dog, Stacy down. She was 16 years old, going deaf, blind, no control of her bladder, and her back legs would go out once in awhile and she would face plant on the ground. It just was that time.

We drove to the vet with my parents and sister. Kimy really wanted to be in the room, but she just wanted to remember Stacy as she was alive. This was my first time ever being in the room, since in the past I have been too little. My mom and I held Stacy in our arms as she entered heaven. I'm glad I was able to be there with my mom, but it defiantly was one of the hardest things I have ever done.