Sad days, FOREVER?!

Sorry I haven't been doing this, it's just been plain lazy these days. Just yesterday something wrong happened which I shouldn't mention in public. Let's just say it's a sign of an old friend getting old. Foxy, 14 years old, must be put down.  She's old and confused. She walks around slowly moving her head side to side panting. If you look carefully, she's not all there. She's been poisoned, run over, attacked by dogs 3 times, trampled by a horse, and still going.

                                                       Foxy friend, you've always been there,
                                                       you've made my life merrier.
                                                       You've gotten scars and wounds,
                                                       when you were a puppy you acted like a goon.
                                                       Now you're old and grey,
                                                       but in my heart you'll always stay.

 

 

Some animals on the farm may be happy.

Good bye Foxy, you've been a great friend.

Lot's of treats have come to her.

Some homemade.

I've been crying and it's not from onion!

Her appointment is 3:30, April 27th, 2011. 1996-2011. She'll get a Happy Pill so she won't be scared in the car, then she'll get anesthetic, then the shot that will let her meet the Lord.