was something I didn't want to hear today. It had metastasized throughout her abdomen. This blog's purpose is really about library issues and such, but today I lost a dear friend. I had a usual supervisors meeting scheduled at 1:30, and I thought I would be able to be professional and keep my personal feelings aside for a few minutes. I was wrong. For 10 years, Milla (1998-2009) has been the truest pet one can have. Even in her last moments, the doctor said she was happy. That's the type of dog she always was---happy. What dog wouldn't be happy to have owners like my family? Right now my eyelids are burning from crying so much. I knew this time would come some day, but I didn't think it would happen today. Also I didn't know how much I would miss her and how much I would cry. I could go on and on about how wonderfully beautiful Milla's spirit was. She loved car rides and leaving her nose juices on the passenger side windows. A fan of string cheese and equal-opportunity cookie eater, this chaser of squirrels never turned down belly rubs and ear scratches. We took her home from the vet and buried her in her favorite part of the yard. My heart misses her.
