goodbye darcmonster…
If you aren’t in my immediate family you probably thought what the heck is a darcmonster? Well, that is what my family calls my parent’s 9 year old english springer spaniel (darcmonster, monst or monster, that is….actual name is darcy though). She was put to sleep this morning, she was in a lot of pain so it was time, though the problems she was having came up rather quickly. I didn’t think I would be sad (because I wasn’t really close to the dog), but I am tearing up a little as I write this post.
Bye monster, you were a very silly and strange dog…you could see squirrels a half mile away but didn’t understand that the chair in front of you was not out to get you…and you never did understand how to wag your little tail properly :) It will be weird going to my parent’s for thanksgiving and not having you barking your head off at me unnecessarily (until you see its me!)…and even weirder not to have to share the air mattress with you (or were you sharing it with me? pretty sure that was how it worked…). My prayers are with my mom and dad as they adjust to not having her and her silliness around anymore, always sad to lose a pet.
