As if things couldn't get any better in my life.... (and I mean that sarcastically)
This evening, one of my dogs, Pike (after a firefighter's pike pole) Died in my arms tonight. Pike was about 9 or 10 years old and I have had him since he was 7weeks old. He was a wonderful dog with a great personality, and I will miss him very very much. But I also have to worry about my other outside dog who spent his entire life with Pike...and that dog is Mickey. I can only pray that Mickey will be ok, other than his broken heart from missing his partner in crime. Of course my son is also very sad but he is a strong kid, much stronger than I am.
Pike was laid to rest in my back yard this evening with the help of my father. "Thanks Daddy"
I will miss my Boo Bear...*Tear*
