It's always hard to say goodbye.  Especially to your best friend.  Forever.

Today I lost my best friend of 11 years.  Sadie May, you will be dearly missed, and I love you so very, very much.  You were the best dog for our family, and a major part of it.
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While we may have had our disagreements, like when you had your doggie PMS moments, but you were always my companion, best model, and protector.  Even if you and I were kind of on the outs after you snapped at me a few weeks ago, I still loved you, and always will.

You may have been afraid of thunder and lightning, the wood floors, and Daddy's "angry" voice, but you certainly were brave.  You were strong through 4+ years of breast cancer.  You battled it down till the final day, not letting it get you down until a few weeks ago.

I'm going to miss my "pretty puppy", "fluffy stuff the puff", "Sagey", and every other stupid, cutesy name we called you, that you still answered to.

You were always ready for "SUPPER!!!" and snackies and treats.  We spoiled you so much in the later years, even allowing you to become nearly an inside dog.

No matter how long I had been preparing myself for this day (since they day I learned she had cancer), its no easier to bear.  I miss you Sadie, and I love you.

Have a great day.
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RIP Sadie (5/99-11/10)
 
Luckily, I suppose, I was not the one who got appendicitis.  I got a call from my parents Friday afternoon shortly after I got out of class, saying that they were on their way to Gainesville because Roy had tentatively been diagnosed with appendicitis.

He had started having bad stomach pains Thursday evening, and when he called my dad the next morning, my dad told him to go to the urgent-care facility in Gainesville.  From there, they recommended he go to the hospital.  So my parents loaded up and got up there in time for him to be going in for a CT scan where they officially diagnosed him.  He went under the knife around 7:30pm Friday night for an emergency appendectomy.

Everything went great with his surgery and they released him from the hospital after just an overnight stay.  My parents brought him home, and he has an excused absence for the week from school, but he's hoping to go back on Tuesday.  Though he's doing great, I don't know if he'll be well enough to walk the millions of miles across UF's campus to go to class in the heat.  If it was Florida Tech, maybe, UF, I don't know.

He's still in a lot of pain and is having numerous struggles.  But he's doing great.  Not that it was great that it happened at all, but at least it happened going into a weekend, so he has more buffer time before missing school.  He was very lucky though, to catch it before his appendix ruptured.  I worry about him, but I know he's doing good.  I feel bad for Yvette, because she's all alone up there while he's at home.  But then I know EXACTLY how she feels since I was in the same situation in May and June.  At least she'll get to see her man again in a few days...  I miss mine and want to see him desperately.  Have a great day.