Today was the day I had to put Tucker, my loyal German Shepherd, down. He was in pain and no medication in the world could reverse this. It was not an easy decision but a necessary one.
We rescued him in 2004 and it took me a while to figure out what made him tick. But ever since I figured it out, we bonded. He always accompanied me on long horseback rides through the Rocky Mountains and he loved riding in the truck bed.
Over the years, he has taught me a lot. Mainly about myself.
And for that, I am grateful.