Little pup, during your more than 15 years on this planet you were more involved in my life, and a source of more substantial support, for longer than many of my human family members. I didn’t always get caring for you right but I loved you and I promise I tried my best to make your time on this Earth good and full of care and happiness. I can honestly say that without you my life would have ended many years ago. With each day I see how much you struggle more and more to get through the bare necesseties of living. I see you when you pant and pace and can barely support your own weight while standing, I see how you your legs bow and bend just trying to make it around the backyard. I see how you ignore your once beloved stuffed toys and tennis balls, and how the little trots of joy or those old smirks that used to come so frequently in your younger days have become much fewer and far between. I love you, little pup, for being loyal and honest and kind to me as one of your caretakers. I know by far I did not do a perfect job, but know that there was never malice nor hatred in my shortcomings. I know it’s time to let you rest instead of forcing you to continue to struggle in silent suffering.