...today as a 25 year old adult, the little girl inside of me is still saying the same prayer. You see, today I have to say good bye to Coco, my dear sweet old dog I've had since I was just eight years old. We celebrated her 17th birthday this past October, and I knew it would be her last. The past few months I've known we were getting closer to putting her down. We've put several dogs to sleep over my childhood, but that's the difference here, I'm not a child. This time it's my decision, my call. I'll be spending the day out of the house with the babies and a friend while my mom comes to get her to try to keep my mind off of it but I know it will be rough this evening when I get home. If you could, please send up a little prayer for me if ya think of it :] Life just stinks sometimes.