Eulogy: Tango's Last Tango

He was completely by my side when I was going through the darkest part of my life.  It was completely unconditional love; always by my side or following just behind...sometimes so close I would even trip over him.  Always there next to LJ at the dinner table...managing to get an entire meal of the people food that LJ was just learning to enjoy and explore. Always sleeping on the floor next to Nate's bed. Tango was always looking so regal and proud with his big chest puffed out when he sat.  He was always one to enjoy a good ear scratch behind his big droopy ears.  He could shake his head and always make Nate laugh no matter what mood Nate was in.

We never wanted him to go- but we had to do what was best for Tango and we were on a steady decline ever since he was diagnosed with kidney failure last February.  Despite our wonderful vet's efforts, Tango wasn't acting like himself these past few days.  He would barely eat morsels of bread and he was limping and really lethargic. We knew his suffering was just too great this time. We knew it was best, but our hearts still ache.  Tango was 9.5 years old, which in dog years is a good old age.  He will be greatly missed and always remembered with love.

He knew his time was up and he had done his job: man's best friend. Today is a hard day.