Death is never easy...

Our beloved Shyla passed away in her sleep last night. I got the call this morning (Easter) from the wonderful gal who watched our dogs while we were on vacation in California. It was so upsetting and I haven't cried that hard in a long time. I wish Shyla would have held on even another 12 hours so we could have picked her up and at least seen her again one last time alive.

Shyla was the best dog from beginning until the end. Her peaceful passing in her sleep made it so much easier than having to watch her truly go downhill in her health or having to eventually make the painful decision to put her to sleep. I wasn't ready for her to go (and wouldn't have ever been) and she didn't show signs of trouble even on her last day here on earth. I guess she knew not to worry anyone.

Shyla was my first "baby" and I will forever keep her memory alive in my heart. She will be missed dearly and remember for teaching all of us what is means to live life to the fullest each and every day. Hope you are having a wonderful time in doggy heaven, Shyla, chasing frisbees and eating people food all day! I love you.