It's not like losing you dad, of course - but one week ago we had to put our old German Sherpherd, Grol, to sleep.
Now, thing is, he was old, he would have turned 14 this coming Friday. And when we adopted him 2 years ago we thought he was only going to be with us for a couple of weeks at the most, he was in such a bad shape after being rescued from 12 years in a shed, with 40 other dogs, never seeing daylight, being abused for illegal breeding but also being physically abused.

We didn't want him to die at the shelter so took him home - and I guess he kind of liked it...he was never able to walk very far or to react like other dogs would react - but he recovered, he did show his affection in small ways and he had a very special connection with my friend who spent more than 6 months sleeping on a mattress next to him because he didn't want to be alone at night - and I wan't good enough for him, stubborn old boy.

But yeah, last week we came to realise that the time had come to let him go - so we did - and although we know that we have every reason to be grateful to have had him for over 2 years - and we ARE - it still hurts a lot and he is missed.
We still have 2 dogs (and 6 rabbits, 6 guinea pigs plus some snails...

) so it's not as if the house is empty - but the old trooper, well, yeah...it hurts.
Sorry for the very long "obituary" - but it was good to write it down.

Take care everyone. *hugs*