I picked her out the litter when I graduated high school, she was 17 yrs old, siberian huskey her name was Hershey.I knew it was coming this hot weather has not been good to her. Today I went out to check on her and she was leaning against the fence with blood running out of her mouth, and the flies would not leave her alone. So I decided it was time, and some don't want to hear this but it was only fitting that I do it myself, one shot and 2 more breaths and it was done. She was me and my wifes original kid, we raised her from a pup, she was a protector of my children and a best friend I could talk to when I didn't want anyone else to hear. R.I.P. girl we love you.