Today, my parents had to go put our family dog, Betsy, to sleep after 16 years. She was a great little beagle and the best dog ever. We got her when I was in third grade, she was a wonderful part of our family. She was always happy, and had a long life bringing a lot of joy to everyone she met. She held on through the holidays and it was really great to see her one last time when I was home in Michigan. So while I’m sad that she’s gone (and I don’t think it will really hit me until I go home next time), I am glad that she is at peace and no longer suffering. She was a big part of my childhood, and I feel like her death is like the closing of a chapter for everyone in my family. She was a special little dog and we’re all going to miss her.