My dear old friend, Basie was put to rest today.
Over the past few days he made it clear that it was time for him to go. I know that sounds strange to non-dog owners, but truly, they have ways of letting you know.
He was 16 or 17 - the vet estimated that he was 2 or 3 when we brought him home from the shelter.
We have two dogs in our family, but it was known that Basie was MY dog. So my heart is broken today as I miss him terribly.
