Saturday evening, around 4:30 or 5 pm (I’m not ecatly sure of the time) my Yorkie Lacey was struck by a vehicle after she got out of our back yard. At around 7 that same night, Crystal and I had to make the terrible decision to put her down.

The impact had broken her back and her pelvis in three places. She’d never be able to use her hind legs or control her bodily functions, assuming they even still worked. There was nothing that could be done.

I’m tired, sad and very close to tears as I write this. It’s going to be very hard to get along “normally” over the next few months until we’re ready to start looking for a new Yorkie as a new pet, but Lacey could never be replaced, and I’ll never try. I’m not sure when or if I’m going to be posting again. The next few weeks are going to be very hard.

I’m sorry, puppy. Goodbye, you’ll be missed more than you can ever know.

Lacey: October 17, 2001 - October 29, 2005