A Hard Good Bye

This past Monday was a hard day for our family as it was time to say good bye to Libby. We brought Libby home for the first time 16 years ago, the summer after I finish 6th grade. She was full of spunk with a big black patch over her eye (which is mostly faded in the digital pictures I have). She was a good girl even through the end when her body had failed her. I know many people who read this may not understand counting a dog as a part of your family, but for us they are and because of that it is with heavy hearts that we all had to let her go to a better place.

As Isabel says, BooBoo's at Jesus house.