Recovering

Well, we are kinda recovering from losing Sally.  She is missed.  And Missy will probably be next.  She is 17 and she is beginning to slow down.  She can hear a little and see a little.  She is eating good, but I notice she stumbles sometimes.  I am going to take her in for an exam.  I will let her go while she can still walk in on her own.  I will give her her dignity.  But I am not looking forward to that day.  She has been with me since she was a year old.  She is so sweet and always has been.  It is the pits that your animal family cannot live as long as you.  And it hurts so bad each time you have to let one go.  Abby has been gone 2 years and I miss her every day.  Max has been gone 7 years.  I am always looking for him.  And Daisy.  She drove me nuts, but I come in the house looking for her.