missing people

You know, dogs may be that, just dogs, but they are a huge part of my family.  We were lucky to have such a wonderful dog for the last 11 years.  She was my best friend when I didn't have one, she was my care-giver when no one was home, she was my blanket when I was too weak to get one.  She was sometimes everything I had.  Today, my mother had to make the unfortunate decision of not letting my precious princess suffer anymore in this cruel world of ours.  It was not an easy decision, I know that.  But now, it feels empty walking into the house without the sad face of a basset hound just waiting to see me walk through that door.  Her little tail wagging as she trips over her ears as she ran towards the door to greet me with a pitiful roll over on her back for me to rub her rubber-like stomach and velvety ears.  That is one thing I am going to miss and I will never forget the comfort she brought to me, though she was ornery sometimes.  I will forever love and miss my best friend, Shiloh.  I love you, baby.  Thank you for being there for me when no one else was.