So I got Domino for my 5^th Birth­day (tech­ni­cally I got a bag of dog food, but the idea was implied) and she just cel­e­brated her 14^th birth­day this April so she was get­ting up there in dog years. We had to put her to sleep this after­noon because her hips would just not work any­more. We know it was the right thing to do, but that doesn’t make our loss much eas­ier. Dad and I also donated blood today, and when we got home, mom put it pretty sim­ply. She said that even if we had to make the deci­sion to end a life today, we were also able to save a cou­ple as well.