Today I lost a long time friend and loyal companion. My dog of 16 years of age died today. Shelby will be greatly missed and the love she brought will never be forgotten. Never was there and never again will there be a dog as good as she was.
Shelby was born in Minnesota before moving with me to Colorado, Virginia, and finally Georgia. Her favorite place was the mountains in Colorado where she enjoyed her best years. It was there that she could be the most like a dog -- the most wild.
She had worn her age well, but a few months ago had to be moved to the garage, because she couldn't control her bowels. Today she slipped out while I was backing up (something she never does) and was hurt pretty badly. I made the decision based on her age and other factors to put her to sleep. She passed peacefully in my arms shortly after.