Every huntin' dog owner knows this day will come, but it still doesn't make it any easier. My best Friend for the last 12 years is not doing so well. The really tough part is her mind and heart are still fairly fresh and strong but those damn hips and her back are not. What memories we made chasing pheasants and chuckars over on the dry side. She road with me to and from work for her first year. Went on lots of scouting trips for deer and elk too. You'd be surprised how many times we were walking a game trail or F.S. road and she'd freeze and raise her nose up winding and I'd start looking around real closely and spot game looking at us that I might have missed without her nose. And I remember a couple of times when SHE should of drove home from a buddies house but my stubborn ass wouldn't let her. It's gonna be a tuff drive to the vet tomorrow but I think and hope it's the right call. I'll never forget all the talks we had, how she listened to all my bitchin' and helped me get through all of lifes ups and downs without ever saying a word. Hope to post a couple of pics of her later. Kind of a memorial for me. Sorry to be such a downer right before Christmas but I had to express my feelings somehow and this way you can't see my allergies acting up, if you know what I mean. I had hoped she could make it through the holidays with the family and all but she was really struggling to get up and around this morning and it pains me to see her like this. I hope it's true, what they say: "All Good Dogs Go To Heaven" R.I.P. "HEIDI" 12/95-12/07