Today was an exercise in extreme whiplash…
This morning, after a week of syringe-feeding and subcutaneous fluids to battle her failing kidneys, we had to put down our sweet, sharp, little mop dog Amy.
This afternoon, we met Hannah.
She’s a Bernese mountain dog, so even at fifteen-weeks she’s huge. Already as big as our Shelties.
I don’t think either of the kids could quite believe we really got such a giant puppy today.
I can’t take away the pain of losing a best friend…
…but I can superimpose joy over pain and help us move on.