Our two year old beagle was put down today after a battle with cancer. She was diagnosed about a month and a half ago and it was terminal. There wasn't anything the vets could do. It was in the bone and already had gotten into her lungs. I'll miss her dearly, even though she totally terrorized everything. Clothing, sketches, food, trash. There was no eating in peace if you were on her level. She was smart too. Figured out exactly how to aim for a certain cookie on a tray, or that my keyboard desk area things slides, and if she pushes it, Popeye box would fall.. She was spoiled for this last week. Ate nothing but ham, chicken, and beef fajitas. RIP Immie. <3
