Darn things make you get somewhat emotionally attached to them which makes it kinda hard to let one go. Tonight is the last night I get to spend with my dog. Tomorrow morning she has an appointment to end her life. I guess she lived quite a life for a dog since 1997. Time for her to go rather than see her in this condition she's in now. This was a dog that was extremely fast for a mutt... and used to be able to follow us for miles up in the backwoods when we'd drive rigs way up in the hills. She'd run with us all the way up and all the way back. (pre-2001) She was a stray no one wanted and my brother tried to get rid of lots of times by bringing her way up and leaving her in the middle of nowhere. She'd always find her way back and she kept hanging around our property and my brothers house until I took her as ours in '99. April 2006. 2003 memorial Day Weekend. September 1998. Me keeping her puppies from pushing her off the couch in my trailer, Fall of '98.