Today is a very sad day for me. This morning I had to put to rest my 13 year and 3 months young Portuguese Water dog. She was the oldest surviving dog out of her litter. Kayla had 2 litters of her own, with many of her get going on to become champions in the show ring as well as obedience and water trials.
Yesterday she laid on my bed and watched me with sad eyes as I packed my bag for Jamaica. I think she knew in her heart that this would be the last trip she would see me off on. In the middle of the night her brother woke me up to potty and Kayla couldn't move her hind quarters. I wrapped her up in my bathrobe and she laid her head on my pillow and we snuggled until the sun came up.
Kayla was my son's dog and I know in my heart that they are together once again as they should be playing fetch and feeling the love between them.
R.I.P. Kayla...you were my heart and will always remain in my heart.