It's horrible right now. I'm waiting three hours until the vet comes to put Lucy, my 16 year old collie mix, to sleep.
Old age, arthritis and incontinence has taken a grip. She came into our lives when I was still a young thing, even before having children. She used to love collecting sticks and annoying builders and all visitors with them in her younger days, depositing them gently at people's feet.
She was Lucy Dog when the kids were little, not the brightest dog (it was the red setter in her) she would bark at nothing for hours sometimes.
But fun, warm and lively, lots of happy memories.
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