Today Marks and I had to make the very difficult decision to have our little Bucky put to sleep. He had lately been through a lot of health problems including in and out of diabetes, bad arthritis in his hind quarters, spine and legs as well as incontinence. Many trips to the vet to be poked and prodded, injections of insulin and lately pills to control his leaky problem. The last few days his little hind quarters were not able to carry his weight. We had hoped that he would pass peacefully on his own but he was a little trooper not ready to give up and this morning he was waiting patiently with his brother and sister for his morning meal. After his meal it was apparent that he couldn’t really walk anymore and both Marks and I knew that the only humane thing to do was to give him back his dignity even if that meant taking his life. The quality of life was no longer there for him. The vet agreed with us. He told us this was a good thing. That’s tough to understand right now as Bucky’s little paw prints are very deeply scored in our hearts. He’s been nursed through so many illnesses over the past 17 years. We stayed with him through the procedure. We told him that he was loved so very much and both of us held him. I really hope that he understood that but I believe he did. Animals are so much more perceptive than we give them credit for. We chose to bring our little boy home to be buried with his kitty sister Shumba and his doggy sister Ginger under the grapefruit tree in the back garden. Rest in peace little Bucky boy. We love you and you will not be forgotten. Thank you for all your unconditional love over the years.