We are definetly the bug...

Well what was supposed to be a day off of work ended up being a day of mourning. My lil dog Nina got hit by a car. The only way we found out was because Artie came out of the house to move a car and he saw a pet patrol carrying Nina into the truck. Later we found out that she had some abdominal muscle tearing from her chest cavity, a broken hip and a possibly being blind in one eye...Oh man...anyways, the dr. told Artie that surgery to fix the abdmoninal muscle was going to cost us $1,200 and she couldnt guarantee that she would survive the surgery. So with a sad heart we decided we had to put her down. OMG was this freakn pitifull. I couldnt go inside the vets. Artie came out to the car while I was waiting and asked if I wanted to say goodbye and I couldnt. She wasnt mangled at all. Artie said she looked like her. But when Artie come out...Oh man ...it was water works time. We have one dog left, Porter and he knows something is wrong. I swear I am never getting another after Porter. I can take much more death. Like Artie said "Sometimes you are the windshield and sometimes you are the bug...honey we have been the bug for four months now"...