A little over 4 months ago we found out Daisy had cancer. We were told we had 2 months so she doubled it. Even at the end she would run to us on 3 legs, tail wagging. The bump on her leg had gotten so big that she couldn't use her front right leg. Then it cut of the blood flow to her paw until it just got to be too much. Thursday night Becky came out to house and did what she had to do. (Thank you Becky and Jerry) she had 5 sets of hands petting her as she just drifted off.
The house seems empty without her and Jeannie and I are both still wanting to call her or say goodbye as we walk out the door. There is a 140 pound void in the house for sure but she is no longer in any pain. She was the best dog anyone could have and we'll miss her.
Goodbye Daisy!
