My ole mans dog (and mine for three years) died Friday. He has been crying ever since. If we go out to do things he gets his mind off of it but when we get back home, its back to the tears.Baby was her name. She was a 10 year old blue healer and Al has had her since she was a tiny puppy and someone had dropped her off on a rual road which lead to Als. He raised her (as his child) ever since. She has been a house dog ever since and Al feeds her people food all the time. She goes everywhere with him. He has always owned cows and she has always had to be there with him..Her hip started bothering her from arthritis so his son and I told him he should get her an operation so that she would have more years left without the pain. We were on him for a few months as it was getting so hard for her to walk. He told me once that he was afraid because he didnt think she would make it through it and he wouldnt ever see her again. He took her up Thursday and they said she would be just fine but he still felt like picking her up and taking her home. He called later and they said she was doing fine but he could not pick her up until Friday. They called him Friday morning to tell him she had died sometime after they had left the office and when they got back in Friday morning.. He was devastated.. As all of us are that had baby in our lives. She was more then just a dog to us.. She protected our house, us and our little poodle. Coco the poodle is just lost without her. She has moped around the house since Baby left. Als son Weston picked the dog up from the vet as Al could not do it and they brought her home. After, we took her out to Westons and buried her on some ground that they both own.. Very sad weekend at our house.. Hope it gets better soon