Sunny D

So yesterday, June 9th 2010, I sadly had to put my dog, Sunny D, to sleep. He was 10 years old, and suffering from spinal problems, along with other complications that any old, fat, golden retriever would have. It was a hard thing to do, but my family and I knew it was in his best interest. He was the best dog ever; didn't bite, wouldn't hurt a soul, barely barked, new at least 10 tricks and would learn new ones weekly (he was so smart!), and had the sweetest personality you could ask for in a dog. He is going to be missed for the rest of my life, and he's the best dog I will ever have. LOVE YOU SUN-DEE!