So yesterday I decided it was time to put down my oldest dog.  He was a rescue of sorts and I have had him almost 11 years. In the last 3-4 months he has been sick more often than not and since he can't walk anymore I think it is for the best. I had hoped things would get better but yesterday I got the sign I guess I needed to finally make the desicion. I love my Captain Morgan more commonly known as Cappy. I love my baby and it is breaking my heart to know that in a few short days he will no longer be here. I knew I needed a few days to come to terms with what I have decided to do but now that I have decided it almost seems like a dream since it still has not happened. I know what I am going to do and I won't change my mind but it hurts when I think of it. Then I feel bad as well when it slips my mind for a brief moment or two. I have four more days before I do it and I just start randomly crying and I know it is not going to stop anytime soon.