RIP Brandi

So, this past weekend my Mom and I went to Maryland as we do sometimes to see some extended family and also it was my Uncle's birthday. It was a good relaxing weekend, but I came away from it a little sad by the fact that my Nana and Papa's dog wasn't doing so well. She was a little brown, long-haired dachshund. For the past decade or so she had always been kind of overweight for such a little dog and it was so strange because she was this little skinny thing when we went down this past weekend. (sooo skinny)

My Nana told us she wouldn't hardly eat anymore and it was clear that it was almost her time.

Well last night, Brandi had a couple of seizures I guess..and so they put her down. :(

I'm glad that she's not suffering anymore, but it's a weird feeling. (even if she WAS "just a dog", and not even my dog, at that)

I had a special connection with Brandi though. My grandparents got her when I was around 4 or 5 years old. She was just a little puppy and I could hardly wait to play with her and see her whenever we visited Maryland. (and our visits were more frequent back then) I have so many childhood memories with her in them. I'm mostly really sad for my grandparents too because I know it was and is really hard for them. She lived for 17 years!

RIP Brandi. I'll see you in Heaven! <3