So I got Domino for my 5th Birthday (technically I got a bag of dog food, but the idea was implied) and she just celebrated her 14th 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.