Daisy, my German Shepherd has passed.
I had to put her down on Monday.
She died in my arms, which I think is probably the way she would have wanted it. It was the hardest thing I have had to do in my life. I would rather be in combat, then have to do that.
Daisy was paws down, the best dog that I have ever had. Over the years, I have had a few dogs, and she outclassed them all.
She will be the standard by which I judge other dogs. I did that while she was alive, and I imagine that I will do so even more now that she has gone on to the greener pastures.
This is Daisy with my son, a couple years ago.
This hit the whole family pretty hard, even our other dog, Trooper was feeling low that day.
Daisy will be missed.
Daisy was loved.
Daisy loved.
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