Today marks a rough day for our family. We have to put Petey, my parents’ black lab down. I’m getting teary everytime I think about it. He was such a good boy and a loving pup. Even though they got him when he was five, he was always a part of our family. We used to joke that he thought he already died and went to heaven when he came to live with my mom and dad. He had been an outside pup for his first five years and when he went to live with my folks, he must have felt like royalty. So goodbye, Petey-boy. We will miss you…especially the Whit-bug.