Even when you have year round access to Disneyland…a little rain must fall. Today is a sad day. My dog, our family dog, Charlie had to be put to sleep today. She was getting very old and sick and I know it was the right thing to do, but it’s so sad to think she’s not going to be there anymore. We all disagree about how old she actually was, but I still think I am right in saying we got her when I was 9 years old. That would’ve made her…*calculating*…91 in doggie years. Poor thing. She was the sweetest dog though. She’d bark at everything and anything and when you told her to shut-up, she always had to get the last word in, usually under her breath “boof”. She could balance a treat on the end of her nose, she could get a bit of anything you might be eating with one little look, and the mere mention of the word “bath” would send her under the bed. She destroyed the mini-blinds more than once. Whenever my mom would go away Charlie would mope around the house until her return. Dad never really liked her all that much, but they had their own way of communicating. Here’s to our little friend. Love you, my babies!