Sorry to be a total downer, I just thought people should know why I've been missing.
My dog, Missy, passed away about 3 weeks ago. I had Missy since I was 9 years old, I spent 11 amazing years with her. She was there for me through everything- Elementary school, Jr. High, High School, and College. She was there through first love, my first broken heart, graduation, my first apartment... just so, so much. She was always there to greet me at the end of the day, and no matter how badly I screwed up, she loved me unconditionally.
Missy had had a few health problems, occasional seizures and in the weeks before she passed she had some arrhythmia. Her acute illness was still very shocking and sudden, and we fought it as best we could. She underwent emergency surgery to remove a dying tumor from her liver and was recovering well. However, a few days later she had a sudden relapse and could only be kept alive via drugs and life support. We're not sure what happened, we suspect multiple system failure brought on by several unrelated complications. It was simply her time, we exhausted every possible option for saving her, and she died peacefully in my arms on Sunday, February 28th. She was conscious and aware of everything I said and did up until her final moments, and I'm glad that I was able to say goodbye to her in the way that I was.
I have started to come to peace with her passing. I know Missy would want me to celebrate her life and not mourn her death, but it is so, so hard to lose someone I love so very much. I know I did everything possible to help her, but at 11 years old she had lived a great life.
I miss you, puppy dog, you'll live on in my heart forever.