It was a sad night tonight at the Hill house. I had to put down my friend and companion Shelby. Shelby was a Bloodhound that I rescued from the pound five years ago, and had had ever since. She died from ingesting a string which got stuck in her intestines, which caused them to bind together and perforate. Even with surgery, she probably would have died from the toxins that leeched into her system. She was so full of life and joy just yesterday, and today she is gone forever. Why does life take the things we love the most? I'll miss her every single day. I can only tell yself that I made the right choice. Its gonna be hard not seeing her everyday when i walk in the door from work or when she would wake me up to a wet kiss. RIP old friend and thanks for everything your brought into my life.