Well last weekend I found out some pretty terrible news that I was not expecting at all. Unfortunately, my dog had to be put to sleep. She was around 14 years old and I'm pretty sure that's roughly one or two thousand in human years. I hadn't seen her for quite a while comsidering I'm living away at school, and it sucks to think that she wont be there the next time I go home for vacation. If nothing else, I know that she's free from the confinement of having to wear that damn cone.