I had to put my dog down yesterday. It was one of the hardest things I have had to do. Sugar was her name.
When we bought the farm, Sugar came with the farm! In the beginning, I didn’t want her. We had two dogs, and it was one more mouth feed. But, as time wore on, she weaved her way into my heart.
Sugar was an awesome dog. She loved life and her family as well as everyone else.
Today, my heart is hurting and I miss her. Praying and trusting God to heal my hurt.
“You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in Your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book.” Psalm 56:8