Monday i had to put my dog Bailey to sleep. He was a 14 year old Golden Retriver that my family has had since he was born. We had his mom and dad, and they had two litters, and he was in the second. He was the best dog, the sweetest dog in the world, and his age unfortunitlly caught up with him. I didnt want to have to do it, but he was in so much pain, he chouldnt even walk anymore. I love Bailey and the house will feel forever empty with out him. He's peeing on God's carpets now. He was a good, good, dog. And i miss him so much.

This hasnt been my month.