Continuing my tradition of sparrodic posting...

My last post was about my dog having cancer. We did end up putting her down, I was holding her when it happened, feeling the end is not somthing I ever want to experience again but I think I would feel worse if I wasn't there. It's still hard to think about, sometimes I tear up a bit when I'm reminded of her.

That aside I'm back at my parents for the summer and just under a month ago they took in a new dog. She's a 1 year old yellow lab named Yukon. Her previous owners had a baby shortly after buying her and decided the dog and their first child were too much to handle at the same time. I'll see if I can find a picture to post tommorow.



Or I guess I'll find one now. I was in the middle of building her a dog house when that was taken.

Anyways, I'm going to head to bed now. Goodnight.