RIP Doodle

It was a sad day on Monday. We had to put our doodle dog to sleep. We basically knew it was coming. She hadn't been eating and wasn't completely acting like herself. She still seemed happy, but after a visit to the vet, an X-ray, and an ultrasound, we found out that the dog had cancer. We tried giving her some medication, but it did not seem to help. We tried to prepare Kaylea for this. I asked her what she thought happened to dogs when they die and she said they go to heaven with Jesus. She cried about it and said she didn't want Doodle to die. She asked if we could take her picture with Doodle so that she would remember what she looked like. That is what we did. This picture was taken on Saturday night. Doodle woke up Monday morning with a bunch of liquid on her back. Luckily, Jordy was able to spend the entire day with her and feed her McDoubles, the only thing she would eat. We met my dad at Hillside and put her to sleep at 4:30. It was sad. I will always remember the great 8.5 years we had with Doodle.