It's only Monday and it is already a long week. I guess it's just because of what I know is coming.

This old guy; Unfortunately, tomorrow Dianne has to put him to sleep. He's over 30 years old and very lame and he just seems like he no longer has the will to live.

I got to say goodbye to him on Thursday, which he usually doesn't like attention, but he tolerated it long enough so I could give him hugs and kisses, then pushed me toward the door to leave. Haha. I'm going to miss the old grump.

Goodbye, Gunner. It's been great knowing you, though, it wasn't for very long. You're my buddy, even though I pick on you and call you "Gummer", it's all out of love.

Not really looking forward to Wednesday, but I'll make it. He will be in a better place.