We had to put Bella down this week. She was a 13 year old Great Pyrenees that we took in when my mother passed away. Bella had been in a pretty bad way for the last year. She lost 20 pounds and had a lot of trouble getting up and down. My friends came over and built her a long ramp so she could get in and out of the house to use the bathroom.

She made it another year before her back legs completely stopped working. She started moaning from the pain. It was the hardest decision I have ever made. Everyone told me I should have done it six months ago. I cried like a baby for three days straight. I still cry once or twice a day now. I miss her so much. Goodbye, Bella. You were an amazing dog.