On Friday, we had to make the tough decision to put Wally down. He had been sick since October, and over the past week he had gotten much worse. I knew for awhile this was coming but it doesn't make it any easier. I will be forever grateful that he made it through the holidays so my brother Chris got to come home and see him two more times, and that he made it to his 15th birthday last month.
I'm glad he isn't suffering or in pain anymore, but I miss him like crazy and I think part of me will never be the same. I know in my heart that we made the right decision, but I have never felt so heartbroken or so empty. Wally, you will live forever in my memories, and I will always love you. ❤️🐶😥