Today I had a little photo dance party lined up in preparation for the weekend celebration we will be having for my daughter's First Holy Communion. But, when I walked down the stairs this morning, I knew that today was the day. My old girl has had enough. And everyone can see it. So we sat down to talk about the End. It is an awful thing to have to plan. It doesn't seem right, and it's why we've put it off until we just couldn't ignore it any more. She was a really great dog, and we were lucky to have her in our lives for 10 years. We'll miss her.