Hi all, I've been a single man, since my last divorce in 1992. I keep 2 dogs, or as I call them, "Angels". One is "Harleigh", adopted from the shelter. They guessed her to be around 5 or 6 years old then, and she had been in the shelter for 5 months. She is the sweetest, most loving critter I have ever had, but sadly, she has lumps and bumps, and this morning was the very first time that she didn't jump up in bed and give me kisses when I woke up. Yup, I'm in tears as I write this. Soooo hard to deal with. I pray God gives me strength to cope with this situation. It ain't my first, as I have 3 buried in the front yard. Each one took about a half quart of Canadian Club, and a gallon of tears. Everything on hold until this speed bump in life, passes.
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