We lost her at 4:00 this morning; I didn't find out until 3 hours later because I turned my stupid phone off when I went to bed the previous night. Her name was Sheba, she was ten years old, and she was the best dog I've ever had. It happened really suddenly; Gastric Torsion, the vet said.
I've lost dogs before, but we've always had to go and put them to sleep, this was such a shock. She was ten and we knew she didn't have too much more time, but I never expected this. Nor did I expect this to hit me as hard as it did. Also, this is the first dog that I've had that I was around for her entire life span; I got her(even picked her out) when I was 15.
I even had to work today regardless of everything going on. It just sucks. The only good thing is that she probably didn't suffer for long, it was pretty quick.
I'll never forget her.
