Wednesday, January 30, 2008
I'm very sad today because my little dog died the night before last. He got sick last week and Sunday he became critical and the vet did everything she could, but I brought him home and he died. We had a nice funeral in the yard and laughed and cried about him. We don't know how old he was really, but the animal shelter where I got him said at the time that he was at least 2. That was 11 years ago. He was the best most attentive dog I've ever had.
Most of my family has gone back home now except for my daughter and I will be taking her to the airport tomorrow morning. I've got a canvas out, but it's getting late and I don't know if I will be able to paint today I've still got all of my horse chores to get to.