Thank you for your love and companionship for 16 wonderful years.

Several months ago we asked the vet when the right time would be - his answer - "You'll know".
On Monday evening it hit me like a bolt out of the blue and the time since then has been the most
miserable, soul searching, heart wrenching time of my life. Muffy wandered over to us, nudged us,
looked at us and the only thing I could think to say was "You've had enough, haven't you girl".
I knew a decision had to be made and yesterday at work was the turning point. I couldn't keep
it together anymore, came home called the vets (Melissa had to finish the conversation) and made
the appointment. Last night we went to Chatfield, one of Muffy's favorite local spots, as she
can cool down in the water. Luckily the 'beach' wasn't far from the car and once in the water
she just soaked up the coolness for what felt like an age. On the way home we got ourselves a meal,
with a little extra for Muffy, and for the first time in weeks we actually got to enjoy seeing her
looking keen for a snack. I suspect we enjoyed our last evening together more than Muffy did,
but somehow we needed that time to rekindle just a few of those precious moments we had in the
last 16 years and to feel we parted as our life together had been.
At the vets, during those final moments I was a wreck, but afterward we could see she was in a
comfortable long sleep, looking as peaceful, as serene as we'd ever known her.
Muffy's being cremated and we left a photo book with her of all of her adventures with us in Colorado.
I'm not a religious man, but I can somehow see her enjoying herself in all her prior glory again.

Hopefully this picture captures just a little of the spark she always had.