This is one of my favorite pictures of my Lacie Dog. She was our first dog. I got home from the store one day and found her in my living room. We hadn't discussed getting a dog so I thought maybe we were just dog-sitting for someone. Nope. She was ours. I think in this photo she was about 8 weeks old. Maybe even a little younger. It was sometime in July. She was such a good puppy. She was potty trained in less than two weeks and NEVER had accidents in the house. She only chewed her toys. Honestly, we had no idea how well behaved she actually was until little Srappy-Doo (a.k.a. the terror) was added to the family. As Lacie grew, she turned out to be a wonderful companion and guard dog. I never felt that anyone could harm me or anyone in the family as long as Lacie was around. But she also was super friendly to all. My friend Nicole always calls Lacie "bossy" because she makes you pet her, regardless of what you want. The sweetest dog ever, that is how I'll remember my Lacie Dog...
...Today we had to put her down. One of the hardest decisions I've had to make in a super long time. Her health had been declining for quite some time and I probably should have done this sooner. But I was selfish and wanted to keep her because I love her sooooo much. Anyway...I held her until she took her final breath. Then I held her some more. I made sure that the final thing she saw was my face. I told her over and over that I was sorry and I love her. I hope she understood. I told her that I was sorry that she wouldn't get to meet the baby. I know that some of you think I'm ridiculous, but Lacie loved babies. She watched over them. Lacie would wake me in the middle of the night when I used to keep my niece if I didn't hear her crying. She was such a good dog...
...Shortly after leaving the vet's office I had a doctor's appointment of my own. I heard the baby's heartbeat for the first time today. It was the most beautiful sound. I thought of the circle of life.
