Sissy was a year old when we got her. She was 17 when we sadly had to put her to sleep.
She was a smaller black lab mix. She loved Easter. She would go and hunt plastic Easter eggs and pop them open with her mouth and get out the doggy treats.
She slowly started getting arthritis in her back legs. The last year it seems was getting worse. The past six months she had to be helped up the steps. She walked slowly and stumbled when she went for her daily walks.
On June 19, 2013 the hardest thing we ever had to do was put her to sleep. I know seeing her suffer the way she did it was the humane thing to do, but in my heart I don't feel like it was.
I miss her so much I have trouble sleeping. I cry all the time because I miss her so much. I just want her back.