i was 9 years old when my dad had to put my doberman to sleep i couldn't stop crying. My mom decided perhaps another dog would help me get through my grief and she brought home Stormy. Storm was about a year old and was so skinny, they people who had her didn't take care of her well. she never left my side she followed me everywhere. after a few years we had to move and we couldn't take her to where we were going thankfully my dad took her in. she stayed with my dad until the end of her days i saw her often. she was so spoiled there she had other dogs to play with and she got to sleep on the couch. this past year she had a tumor on her back but because she was so old there was no reason to remove it. as the year went on she lost alot of weight about 30 pounds and the tumor began to leak. we hoped it would stop leaking but it didn't it just got worse she was in her cage so much and that is no life for a beloved pet we knew it was time. she got so excited when we told her she was going bye bye she loved car rides. we took her to the vets, she went so peacefully, but yet i still feel like i betrayed her. it was dec 10 her 13th birthday. i miss her so much everytime i think about her i cry i hope she understands that we did what was best. i feel like a part of me died with her that day and i know the pain will get easier someday but i want her to know i love her so much and i will never forget her thank you for the greatest 12 years of my life bye my beloved stormy