This has been a rough year for deaths. First with Baylee my step-mom's dog, then last week our dog Calie, and lastly with my grandfather.
Our dog Calie was hit by a car. She had several broken bones and would not survive in her condition. So we had her put down. I am glad I was not there to be apart of that. I loved Calie a lot and it would have been hard seeing her in that condition. I feel bad for my little sister being there. Calie was a member of our family and she will be dearly missed.
I learned last Saturday that my grandfather had been taken to the hospital. He had shot himself. Not the best way to go out. He used a .22 and it not being very powerful, left a mess. The neighbor found him and called the family and 911. Not the best way to go, but so him. He has always been a little insane. I don't feel bad for him going the way he did. It was probably harder living on each day. At 91 with his wife gone it is a hard life.
